Glass Half Full

I manage to drag myself out of bed about 30 minutes after turning off the annoying alarm. As my feet make contact with the cold floor, I say a few words of prayer. -I am alive yet again. Grumpy, lazy, sleepy as hell, but alive. Stumbling through my scattered flat, I stand at the kitchen... Continue Reading →

Ode to Sleep

I wait for him, all fragrant  and soft. My body is cool from my recent bath, My skin smells enticing; body lotion. I’m waiting for him; I know  he will not resist the attraction that is me... I’m skimpily clad; he likes it that way. Lying peacefully in bed, waiting, ever waiting. My eyes dim... Continue Reading →

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