Morning Walks

Birds chirping, bees buzzing,
The leaves of palm trees clapping.

Bushes rustling, nightengales singing,
Little grass twits fluttering.

Trees swishing, little toads whistling,
Noisy woodpeckers knocking.

Chippie’s feet pitter-patting, my flip flops clip-clopping.

This is the soundtrack of our early walks, in the sweet n cool December morning.

 

-Amanda Lazarus (Crazy A)

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Sweet Rain

Hi Guys,

I just wanted to share with you all a poem I had found recently that I wrote a LONG time ago! I had completely forgotten about it and when I found it I was excited to share it!

Read and leave comments below. Warning: Its a little Saucy! lol

 

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SWEET RAIN

 

Awoken by the gentle sounds of rain drops outside my window, I turn over in bed and my thoughts fall on you.

 

I picture you snuggled up to me – spooning as you nuzzle the crease of my neck.

“G’morning” the deep warmth of your voice vibrates through my ear.

I smile tenderly and shift closer into your pelvis…

“Mmmm G’morning”

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