Sunday Mornings

Waking~

birdsong outside the window,

sipping coffee,

leaving toast crumbs on the sheets

reading the Sunday paper,

your leg over mine,

the bed adrift in a sea

of lazy nothingness~

Monday far beyond the horizon.

©annettealaine 2014

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