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Click hereIt's not gymnastic Kama Sutra
Primal ritualistic hedonist mating
I miss, so much, but early morning
Cuddling against the chill
Pillow talk caressing knowing
The whole day is ours alone
So many times it seems to be there
Like a carrot chased by rabbit
But then ripped away, gone
Carving out my heart even more
Another day, the eggs are boiling
The Sun cares not for my pining
Will rise on another day full
Of promise and heartbreak
On the illusion of love
And tragic slaps of reality
Life isn't easy; It wasn't meant
To be Christmas every morning.
which normally I don't really go for. a good pining poem well written, great movement and pace, with enough as GM mentioned punctuation to slow down the read so that it's comprehensible
There's such wonderful movement in this from stanza to stanza. The enjambment works so well as does the sparse in-the-line punctuation. I might have done "chewed" instead of "ripped" in l9, but what a delighftul poem!