Poem: Siesta – 24/01/20

Afternoon siesta,
weather moody, growling, sweet,
curl into covers, tucked in,
slowly drifting off,
as common though as beautiful as
the morning mist.
 
Muscles so relaxed they might ooze off bones
tender and supple,
anonymity in the dreamy fields,
a fervent chase begins,
of your placating love, still worthy.

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