His body begins to stir softly,
Awakened by the inevitable alarm
Each stroke of the bong sounds louder
Until it becomes impossible to ignore
With a sudden jolt
He turns it off and away from her
Falls out of bed
The silence between them restored
Her body melts into the warmth
Left in the memory foam by his body's impression
She falls back to sleep and dreams
For ten blissful minutes more
About Me
- Terry Andrews
- I was born the first day of spring; destined to be eternally hopeful.Almost a flower child, coastal transplant and perennial advocate in the garden of children. Late bloomer blessed with special children one of each variety. I am triumphant survivor; (10/97)cancer free, free lance writer and free style Hip Hop dancer, moving forward one step in front of the other.