tagErotic PoetrySleeping, waking

Sleeping, waking


Sleeping, waking
coming together in the
half-sleep of pre-dawn, warm and
his sword's blunt hardness sliding into
her soft moist warm sheath
coming home

and falling asleep, there,
when the sweet spasm is over

and sleeping
can anything be better than this?

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