Spilled Milk by Neil Chatterton

A journey that flows
Tantalizing and Mesmerizing
Until this tranquil karma envelops us.

Pause
As I wake
Your rhythmic breathing calls me
Floating
As I am reeled back into your sphere.

Perfect symmetry awaits
I yearn for it
Desire it more than anything
Yet,
A moment
A glimpse
Something.

Suddenly we are
Stretching
Waking
Preparing for

Real life.

©Neil Chatterton 2017

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