
I fall into bed
at half past two,
drunk on poetry,
duvet askew,
spewing sonnets,
of I love you’s,
my life, my muse,
poetic views.
© Intoxication 10.04.2015
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Picture credit: https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/197525133632075474/


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Wonderful job! I would be in heaven if I had that wall. Hahaha!
Thank you. Hmmm a book bed – I’d never get any sleep!!
lovely Alex
Love that mage …
but oh the housekeeping staff wouldn’t like it 😉
Hehe yes, probably be ‘bard’ )) groan (( sorry I couldn’t resist!!!
Beautiful words & a dream of a headset 🙂
Thank you 🙂
Such a sweet poem- so easy to visualise. I was drawn in originally however by your photo- what a great bed!!
Thank you – can’t take credit for the photo, I found it on pintrest!! 🙂
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