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Blanket

A Poem by Isadora Cupcake


If i could project myself
Across the night sky
By dropping my lids & harnessing the moon
I would sneak in beside you as you dreamed
Of me
And like midnight clouds hanging low
I would envelope you, drinking in your
Essence
Permeating your 3am unconsiousness
Silently petting your brain with my adoration
Floating above in wisps of whispers
Gently stroking your sleeping soul
Connecting lips with white warm breath
Wishing you awake to ground me
I sink slowly on top, melding into your core
Kissing you awake
Blanketing you in the dark with my love

© 2013 Isadora Cupcake


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What I really like about this poem is the visualization. I can see you coming to your lover in the middle of the night, "Floating above in wisp of whispers". Excellent line. Your writing conveys your desire to be with your lover, and to offer comfort. Excellent Isadora!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Isadora Cupcake

11 Years Ago

Thank you for your kind words, Jammer. I write from deep inside... my writing is a genuine expressio.. read more



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What I really like about this poem is the visualization. I can see you coming to your lover in the middle of the night, "Floating above in wisp of whispers". Excellent line. Your writing conveys your desire to be with your lover, and to offer comfort. Excellent Isadora!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Isadora Cupcake

11 Years Ago

Thank you for your kind words, Jammer. I write from deep inside... my writing is a genuine expressio.. read more

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Isadora Cupcake
Isadora Cupcake

Lockport, NY



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Hello.... I write a bit of free verse... mainly to nourish my creative soul. Thanks for stopping by! more..

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