Breakfast In BedA Poem by Zenny JonesContemporary Poetry
Breakfast In Bed
Lovers that whisper
Amidst swallows of
Metropolis standing,
Keep secrets that taste,
Bitter,
When their lips touch.
Their glowing bodies
So closely together,
Their pale eyes…
Are a freezing darkness,
Of passion
They share,
Spoken like,
Breakfast in bed.
Like tangy swills
Of muse,
Loving tender dreams…
Spent miles and miles apart.
Gentle embraces,
That comfort you with truth,
When moments of qualm
Seep within your soul,
Like fervent splashes of,
Rain,
Sounding like whispers...
When you're in love.
© 2008 Zenny Jones |
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Added on March 23, 2008 AuthorZenny JonesFremont, MIAboutI have been an amateur writer for the past 5 years having several of my works published in the US as well as the UK. more..Writing
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