A gentle breeze brushes past my cheek,
whispering wordless thoughts into my ear.
The radiator hums contentedly as I sag against it,
quietly singing a warm lullaby as
I gaze out the apartment window.
The air is sharp in my nose,
turning my face rosy.
I can almost feel the atmosphere
weighing down upon me,
like a dream blanket so snug and velvety
that my eyelids slowly,
steadily,
silently,
droop shut.
1 comment:
this is a great poem. I love the sense of lethargy that comes across, as well as the fact that we've all had days like the one described in the poem... when it seems to be a perfect day for relaxing and sleeping. The only suggestion that i might make would be to change the order of the last few lines, because when i read it i wanted/expected it to be:
that slowly/steadily/silently/my eyelids droop shut
or something like that. other than that, GREAT POEM!!!!
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