you know how it feels
when your head could not feel more soft on the pillow,
the hollow for your face is just right.....ahhh.
and you lay under your gorgeous covers,
none too antsy, and feel the nourishment of soft and slow heart beating.
you may or may not drift away back into dreamland --where you were talking a man who may have been becoming a giant rabbit and you were about to figure out the mystery of something really cool---
but in that half awake half dreaming place,
you just squish
deep
deep
deep
down
and let gentle morning wrap its arms of love around you.
ahhhh......
2 comments:
oh the use of root beer is glorious!! makes it all seem so sweet and foamy and delicious .
ahh and then it becomes deep affirmation. well yes please sister dear! you glow like a lantern in the Cabin of Joy. meet you there...
wow and wow; such visions of glory to behold:
foaming bath salts in alluring green glass bottles, is that caviar I see next to the gold spoon and the glittering goblet of sherry; and oh my, gold satin sheets! I adore these images linked to your word story of sinking into Bliss
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