Sleeping in
enjoying dream embraces
of a book boyfriend when
the doorbell rings
with delivery of the next instalment
in the relationship.
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Shawn L. Bird 
The next installment of the relationship…what a delightful line! 🙂 Awesome job!
Thanks, Mark.
I ‘ve wished a mate or two in the past were books, and vice versa 🙂
Books wished you were a mate? Oh my. 😉
Now this was awesome.
Thank you.
Lovely chapter with a hopefull eternal paragraph in the happy moments
lol
This is so clever. I love these clever pieces you write. They are such clever little vignettes which are obvious but not really – you see the obvious.
Thank you. There are so many moments in our days that we don’t notice. I just try to notice them.
and i love that you do:)
Love the imagery. The way you put it was so unique. Personally I have better relationships with Pizza than guys!! LOL!! Cute poem.
lol
I LOVE this poem! Who needs a real boyfriend when you can amazon one? 🙂
lol Luckily, hubby also enjoys the series. It’s like a fiction menage a trois! 🙂
You and your hubby are both enjoying your blog? I hope so as it is making obvious the often overlooked. We should all take a brief moment each day to smell the roses. Keep on doing what you do, here’s looking forward to more years of having the overlooked brought to the fore!
I hope he does! He definitely enjoys the book series that gave rise to this poem, though. 😉
This. Leaving the dreams and facing reality at the sound of a bell. This poem is exactly it.
Thanks.
If your ex-boyfriends rings the doorbell bearing a Pizza, quickly grab the Pizza and slam the door on him!! Paul McCartney And Wings “Let ‘Em In” Lyrics http://youtu.be/3f_jsaYJsQU
If either of my ‘ex-boyfriends’ rang my doorbell, I’d have to invite them in and catch up with life! lol Hubby would probably be very entertained to meet them (again).