Early Hours


Early Hours

 

In the early hours I can feel
You moving restless beside me
Between dreaming and all that’s real
My heart awoke to what could be
You moving restless beside me
Your gentle yet so sensual touch
My heart awoke to what could be
With my thoughts lost in double Dutch
Your gentle yet so sensual touch
Arousing the hunger inside
With my thoughts lost in double Dutch
But my soul needs no place to hide
Between dreaming and all that’s real
In the early hours I can feel

 

© JG Farmer 2014

Form: Pantoum Sonnet

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About Jez Farmer

I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an on-going project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever growing love of poetry.
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