midday edge of heaven/

October 9, 2021October 9, 2021 / Michael Raven

yard machines
invading
midday slumber bliss
under a veil of sheets
do you really
need to leave?
asked with a pout

you ponder
finger
mocktapping
on cheek
i think i have time
you say
a smile
a fey wink

crawling under
kissing hip, then thigh

breadcrumb: fishnets

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