As I wake

Fantasy, Love, poetry, Uncategorized by Lee DunnSeptember 20, 2018

My hands cup the nape of your neck,
thumb the tawny silk of your hair.
Your ears of cockleshell.
The fine bones of your collar.

Lashes flutter on lips.
Laughter,
then the quiet shallow breath.

The daring unvoiced question in your eyes.

Shall we?

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Midwest Fantasy on October 15, 2018 at 11:23 pm
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Absolutely beautiful words here.

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1. Lee Dunn on October 16, 2018 at 1:04 am
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  thank you
  
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my valiant soul on September 20, 2018 at 6:08 pm
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This is astounding

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1. Lee Dunn on September 20, 2018 at 6:09 pm
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  Thank you so much…a hangover from a morning dream.
  
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gizzylaw on September 20, 2018 at 6:07 pm
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Perfect!

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1. Lee Dunn on September 20, 2018 at 6:08 pm
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  perfect is good….thank you Gael
  
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Ragazza Triste on September 20, 2018 at 5:27 pm
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Ugh. This is so sweet and sensual, Lee. I loved every tease and the visual emotion on this one. Wow!

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1. Lee Dunn on September 20, 2018 at 5:28 pm
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  Thank you…
  
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