Bereft

Somewhere beneath
intertwined in solaced limbs,
we lay breathless
in anticipation.

Sleep succored iambs,
sweetened ripened fruit
which plopped
undignified from breaking bows
hung with weight of maturity.

Awoken,
tenderness of gently placed kiss
nurturing to life
deft reverie
darkness ululating.

In tranquility
souls although lost
wondered fortunately
between roots
nourishing and replenished

found whole whilst bereft.

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