peaceful deities

henrocc

Sunrays descend through the studio skylight

etching across my body as I lie on the floor

warmth touches the side of my face

I am not yet awake

I am still standing at the edge of this glass pond

looking thru the fog, searching for her reflection

listening to the sounds around me

the warmth brushes the side of my face again

this time feeling like her breath

like her kiss

I remember now

I remember why I came here

her face I can see thru the window

satin curtains clutched in one hand

the other holding a flower

wake now she has left

wake now and do not return to the glass lake

she will not be there

justam

Napping in the sun feels heavenly.

henrocc

I think so too. :-)