The Ides of November…. zoom and 12 12 12 will be here and well, you decide what Lights you up in the Love of everything.
You’re in charge.
Lots of celebration the last couple of days with my friend Julia and friends. Fabulous. Sleepy and need to get some bizness done. ya know? Yawwn… stretch it out…
There is no swallowing the yawn
The release begs to be given
Oxygen in and then out.
A filling of the brain power
in a wide mouth plunge for big air
to expand the lungs power
A sneeze or several in rapid repeat
Does what the yawn can’t in a wallop of
thunderous exhale shuttering the body
Forbidding the delicacy of it demanding
Exuberance in full blown blasts of wind
teased out in one giant exclamation
Closest thing to an orgasm if you give in to it
No fool resides in me when filled to a climax
of such magnitude and the bellow must be given.
Yawn or sneeze? why not both?
Jeanne Adwani ~ geezer girl 
I yawned right after reading this 😀 …. maybe it’s me being tired….:P
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hahah lol… ya. well you could have yawn cause it was one of those pathetically boring little poems that eased out of after a good old yawn n’ sneeze..
Thanks for your visit and your comment
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Nah,… not boring. I actually liked it. It was a kind of a trigger effect. If someone yawns around me, I might yawn a few moments later. 😀
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