A Summer Nap

Indolent season of tremulous haze

Redolent with the syrup of lazy breeze

Rich with the charm of industrious bees

You hearken to the weary call

To rest in the reaches

Of your most generous spirit.

Under the green drape of walnut and plum

Cotton meets the dampness of neck and hair

As eyes heavy with the potential for dreams

Snake over words unspent.

Eyes flutter.

Book tilts.

Leaves dance.

A sigh escapes.

As time

Stills itself.

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