Last Evening’s Dream

12 May


Dawn flirts the tips of yawning waking leaves.

My eyes catch sunlight, rising from an open window.

A hundred morning creases peak through the linen

above smooth sheets. I light a cigarette from across the room,

watching you sleeping, bathe in the first morning’s sunbeam.

I saw you, still smiling, rumpled and stretching out last evening’s dream.


Posted by on May 12, 2018 in Beginnings, Erotica, Existential, Love, Poetry, thoughts, Zen


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17 responses to “Last Evening’s Dream

  1. annell4

    May 14, 2018 at 9:17 am

    Nice way to start the day.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. sanaarizvi

    May 14, 2018 at 3:25 am

    “Dawn flirts the tips of yawning waking leaves”.. this is so beautiful!😍😍

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Rall

    May 13, 2018 at 10:28 pm

    Sensual tender images beautifully expressed. Chapeau !

    Liked by 1 person

  4. dsnake1

    May 13, 2018 at 10:18 pm

    lovely words! the first line already draws the reader in immediately. 🙂

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  5. Rosemary Nissen-Wade

    May 13, 2018 at 10:02 pm


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  6. Vivian Zems

    May 13, 2018 at 9:51 pm

    Last night’s dream must have been something else! Lovely imagery 🙂

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  7. magicalmysticalteacher

    May 13, 2018 at 8:27 pm

    Oh, that smile that lasted all through the night, even through sleep—ravishing!

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  8. mhmp77

    May 13, 2018 at 7:43 pm


    I saw you, still smiling, rumpled and
    stretching out last evening’s dream.

    The morning after, a sweet revelation. Isn’t life a blessing? Wonderful take ZQ!


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  9. gillena

    May 13, 2018 at 7:31 pm

    Beautiful. Luv the intrusion of morning light

    Happy Sunday. Thank you for dropping by my blog today


    Liked by 1 person

  10. magicofwordsblog

    May 13, 2018 at 7:30 pm

    Lovely imagery!

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  11. ayala

    May 13, 2018 at 5:59 pm

    A perfect ending…

    Liked by 1 person

  12. The Transcanada Poet

    May 13, 2018 at 5:27 pm

    I got a wonderful sense of longing from this…

    Liked by 1 person

  13. kanzensakura

    May 13, 2018 at 3:10 pm

    Wobderful. The yawning waking leaves and the wrinkled sheets. 1

    Liked by 1 person

  14. Sherry Marr

    May 13, 2018 at 2:03 pm

    I love your opening lines so much………and the loving glance across the room, remembering…….

    Liked by 1 person

  15. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    May 13, 2018 at 11:13 am

    Love the wrinkled sheets… they do tell a story of last night I think

    Liked by 1 person

  16. thotpurge

    May 13, 2018 at 10:35 am

    Oh those yawning leaves… perfect!

    Liked by 1 person

  17. Mary

    May 13, 2018 at 9:54 am

    Ah, last evening’s dream must have been a beautiful one. Hope it was reality!

    Liked by 1 person


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