I have decided to post another Poem. I am still working on the previous one, but this is another for your perusal.
Sleeping Fish
Brilliant sunshine frolics on the bed sheets
sending shivers of envy through the bodies beneath,
enlivened shapes playfully dance and sway
to the rhythm of the sun’s drum.
Lavender air drifts in light waves through
the open window kissing the light drapes sending
them skittering across the parquet floor.
Long arms caress in the silky warmness
as sleepy minds drift between worlds,
just one moment before day begins.
1 comment:
why is it that the best "rest" is those few minutes before having to hit the trail?
nice poem
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