Zywa Half days

Awakening with a start, I softly push
over your snoring, reassured

I sink back in fatigue, dreaming
to catch up what I don''t come around to

in my half days of little
care for Missy, you and me

Sometimes I have to keep kissing you
have to weep you wet for more

time, doing more, living bigger
with less sleep, I do have so much

to give what I dont come around to
in my half days of little

care for Missy, you and me

Poem 1619
Amsterdam, 2017-11-17

Collection: On living on [1] 
Keyword: Life: lust (take pains) 
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
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