Sunday Indolence!
It's a warm
Sunday
afternoon.
My pillows
and my bed
compete
coquettishly.
The bed
promises
to envelope me
in its softness.
The pillows
whisper
they'd be happy
just to feel
the comfort
of my head
on their bosom!
I accept
the inevitable!
A threesome!
But
how I wish
you were here!