A sleepy
Sunday afternoon
in this quiet
English garden
lazily stretched out
in soft cotton
and faded denim
surrendering to sun
and shadows
light and cloud
insect buzz
and bird song
summoning you
to dance
in the darkness
of my imagination
as I close my eyes.
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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
written two years ago on a Sunday – but perfect for today
Art by Ed Bock