Feb 28, 2008

A Warm Place

Curl into pillows
Piled on the floor.
The late winter sun
Falls across your body,
Blanketing you in warmth.
The sun falls in the sky
As daydreams drift into a deeper sleep.
You begin to stir
As the blanket is pulled
From your body.
Awake,
To find the afternoon sun
Has fallen into pinks and purples
Painting a winter sky.

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