Dream Catcher

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His breath, a heavy blanket
across my face,
warm and sweet.

“I’ll catch the bad dreams,” he promises.
His hands tangle my hair,
spinning a web 
of feather-like strokes.

Lightning flashes,
thunder strikes,
clocks blink,

the sky is alive,
and we roll over
again.

Written for the dVerse promptUse blanket as a noun, adjective, or verb. Describe a blanket, real or imagined. Make a blanket statement. Be cozy, dark, sensual, or funny. Maybe you want to blanket us with sunshine or warmth or blanket us under snow. Your choice, as long as your poem is 44 words.

16 thoughts on “Dream Catcher

  1. This is so sensual and full of tactile images–warm breath and all. Thanks for joining us!

    Just a note–You put your blog link, not the link to your actual post in the Mister Linky.

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