Night Owl

Morning Ritual

Crushed for potency ~ 

My fingertips stained with your love, 

I measure, mix and stir you in.

Swallowing you down.

Beloved, you know where you need to go.

Cellular Welcome,

Your homecoming lighting me up.

Oh Most Majestic Brew, You Turn Me On.

 

Comments5

  • Candlewitch

    hello Night Owl,

    wonderful metaphors here, many layers of comprehension.

    *hugs, Cat

    • Night Owl

      Thank you so much Cat ~:)

    • FredPeyer

      I guess only a Night Owl could look at a smoothie this way. Love it!

      • Night Owl

        Hee hee TY!

      • Frank Prem

        mmm. Nice work N.O. I'll watch for you.

        • Night Owl

          Thanks Frank ~:)

        • Night Owl

          TY Santita

        • private poet

          • Night Owl

            Left u speechless I see- Thanks for reading ~:)



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