Poem 8 – April 8 2017

Napping on a Sunny Afternoon

What could be more pleasing,

Then slipping into bed,

Late in the afternoon,

Sun shinning,

Window open?

Surrounded by cool sheets,

Against warm limbs?

Quiet afternoon house, 

Full of lunch?

Sprawling across the middle of the bed?

Dreaming, half sleeping,  of romantic moments?

The perfect way to spend a sunny afternoon.

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