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Sapphic Fragments
1.
First Light
I rolled over this morning
And smelled the last traces
Of your perfume on my pillow,
Reminding me that
My parents should go
To the movies more often.
And smelled the last traces
Of your perfume on my pillow,
Reminding me that
My parents should go
To the movies more often.
2.
Eclipse
If I were to ask you,
During the lunar eclipse,
To steal back into the woods,
Would you give up the moon
For the rest of the millennium,
And a few quiet moments in my arms?
During the lunar eclipse,
To steal back into the woods,
Would you give up the moon
For the rest of the millennium,
And a few quiet moments in my arms?
3.
Early Morning
The night wind rises,
Drawing me back to your musky fragrance.
I lie awake,
Waiting for you to stir.
Drawing me back to your musky fragrance.
I lie awake,
Waiting for you to stir.
4.
Reverie
What slender belly lies waiting
To snatch me from my reverie?
To snatch me from my reverie?
Copyright Lisa Jain Thompson
September 22-28, 1996
September 22-28, 1996
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