Sleepy Memory

A Poem By Raine // 4/14/2015

this peace filled morning
with sleepy sun-streaming-
through-windows and setting
on the dog curled at the foot
of the bed while hot water
clouds the air with peppermint
steam and the memory of that
last dance

with you

Comments

I adore this whole thing.

I adore this whole thing.

"hot water
clouds the air with peppermint
steam" :)

Erin | Fri, 04/17/2015

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

So cozy :)

This poem left me feeling snuggly and cozy and warm and lazy...I love it.

Maddi | Mon, 04/20/2015

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

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