Bed Of Dreams..by MichaelA Poem by Michael Reisman
She brushes her hair in the reflection of a
moonlit lake.
A paddle gently rubs the water as the
canoe
Slowly reaches the shore. Her cabin awaits with a
night light
On the front porch to guide the way as she yawns
herself
Into a bed of dreams. He combs his hair in the
reflection of a lake
Now glowing with sunrise. He yawns himself into
his bed of dreams.
A canoe is shared by two strangers some nights
later who met
A little while ago. Thoughts of a meeting were
shared by both
In a bed of dreams. One cabin has no porch
light
As the other one does. Occupancy now shared in
one place.
Vacations end as something else has a new
beginning.
She brushes her hair in the bathroom
mirror
As he combs his from right behind her.
A new husband and wife yawn together and then go
To the same bed of dreams...
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1 Review Added on March 20, 2015 Last Updated on March 20, 2015 AuthorMichael ReismanEastchester, NYAboutMy new website is My new website is michaelsbooksofshortstories.godaddysites.com My email address is [email protected] more..Writing
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