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Morning Song

 

Morning Song

 

Startle!

He slips in

With the dawn

 

Warmth,

against my back

sends shivers

 

Intimate comfort

bodies converge

I melt.

 

Time waivers,

Counted alone by

early sun 

 

never to leave

this,  

Our morning song.

 

Anstey - on Jul. 6 2007
startle
 
he slips in
with dawn

warm against my back
I melt into him.
 
blanket, pillow
bodies converge
 
time counted
by sunbeams
 
eternity,
our morning song.

I think I'd cut it down a bit like that.  Several bits of information you could easily convey via the tone and verb choices etc. For example, 'quietly' is completely unnecessary due to the fact you used the word 'slips' -- startle seems to be a far more appropriate title, and as a title it isn't then required in teh body of the work. I'm sure you could work the shivers back in, but I"m not sure they're ncessary. The love-making I think you don't need the 'one' bit -- it's cliche, but it's also redundant after the melting.

Regardless how this might seem like I am shredding this, i'm not at all. It's fine. I enjoyed it. I am merely offering you some other ideas on directions you could go with it. Hopefullly helpful and constructive rather than annoying and devestating.   


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  • stephan

Anstey - on Jul. 6 2007
Ok. That was probably too much. I apologize.
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  • stephan

Babymoon - on Jul. 8 2007

That wasn't too much.  I asked for feedback, right? I will definitely take those suggestions into account, when I re-work this one soon. 

You're wrong in one place, though--it's not about love making, in actuality.  Just my husband cuddling up next to me when he comes home after working all night  

 


Alcuin of York - on Jul. 8 2007
 Generally, I agree with Stephan. It needs a bit of trimming. My own suggestions are a bit different, but use what you can of both to come up with some of your own ideas.

He slips in
quietly
with the dawn

Startling!

Oh the warmth...
against my back

I shake,
melt into him
converge,
commingle

time wavers,
surrenders

Ignoring sun
I cannot rise
cannot cease
our early morning song

Hope this helps.

Alcuin


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