The Morning After…

Wild Nights

Wild Nights (Photo credit: amypalko)

The morning after a storm
is a welcome peaceful time
The world returns to norms
In the ebb and flow of life
Like one lazy, still in bed
last night’s passionate lover gone
Nature barely raises its head
no more Vhoom, Vhoom, Vhoom, Vhoom, Vhoom
The birds sing and sigh
Go ahead take your rest
You needed that last night
things were getting kind of stressed
Thinking about two lovers? Nature is on my mind.
Maybe that’s why sex is called ‘the birds and bees’ in rhyme.

-Donald R. Sansbury, 2013

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