At Home, Asleep

I love to sleep

12/09

Warm surrounding fog

Drowsy mist

Mounds of silky, crumpled blankets

Piles of cool, overstuffed pillows

 

Stretching and straying

Idle trails

Cuddling against

Smooth skin

 

Soft awareness

Blurred at the edges

Ideas flit by

Dreams are fickle

 

Sweet tastes

Kiss the brain

Goose bumps

Melting into fabric

 

The indent of your body

The smell of the night’s release

Cool summer

Warm winter

 

Drifting in that space

Hanging between the moments

Of wake and slumber

Peace and chaos

 

Warm tickles

Running through your spine

It kisses the brain

It’s all in a good night’s sleep

Author's Note

Say what you think, don't be nice

Reviews

[Danny Anthony Schromen]

I really enjoyed this poem.