Sleeping till the crack of noon
Waking with the setting moon
I always get up too soon
On a bet I listened to the sun set
but I never yet saw it get
so hot that it was wet from sweat
When reclined, my mind's eye isn't blind
With the alarm declined let me the clock and thoughts unwind
Give me some time to find my mind
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: January 25th, 2024 04:53
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Comments2
Your imagery leaves me right there. Beautiful dear Sorenbarrett. ☀️
Teddy you are so kind. Coming form one who's imagery is sublime I bow humbly
Your mind is there soren, I find mine at 6 0'clock in the morning.
Andy
Thanks Gold I appreciate the review but I'm not so sure about the mind. I get up at 6{00 AM but the mind doesn't wake up until much later.
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