The Morning After

A Poem by Corinna Bridgebury

The ache of my muscles

The morning after

Is beautiful.

I raise my hands

Arch my back

Point my toes

Just to feel it

To remember the cause.

I luxuriate in it

And smile.

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Added on October 22, 2010
Last Updated on October 22, 2010