In Between Dreams

Bahmaniar Ryou
Nov 6 · 1 min read

He dreams of waffles and soap-smelled skin
in a late morning beside the window banks
and shoulders gently touched.

Eyes closed and loud breathing
with faint smiles one after another
seats non-seated and desk heavied by the weight
of two pure souls bathing their bodies
with the warmth of Wednesday sun.

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