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Click heremy love lay inside hibernating
waiting for the moment
to be wakened from it's slumber
huddled in the cold
patiently preparing
for the warmth to take
hold, arouse me
with fragrances of scents
signaling romance's rebirth
the dusting of pollen
like fairy glitter, magic
promising metamorphosis
instead it was just a heatwave
a momentary rising
from an early grave
the cold returned. I learned
a lesson. turned
returned to my cave
resigned to a long sleep
waiting for the moment
to be wakened from my slumber
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I love the feeling of warmth here, then we get the rug pulled out. Thrown in the cold with just a dream overhead.
Love these images and hate the feeling of being left behind. That's what makes it such a great poem my friend. You have my 5 with this one ...
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and I too am hoping your slumber is short
and full of sweet honey dreams ~
the polar bear goddess awaken your slumber with her white furry warmth...great images..blue
Oh, these are really good lines, tungy:
instead it was just a heatwave
a momentary rising
from an early grave
Hope your hibernation is brief. :)
....does it again. Is this hopeful? I like to think so. Love is just around the corner.
tess