Imagine
how commonplace:
you, asleep
in my bed, my blanket
covering you all the way up
to your chest
where I lay my head,
my fingers through your hair.
But imagine
how peculiar:
you cuddled up
beside me,
his sweatshirt fastened
to your chest by
your forearms. your
fingers curled softly
around the plush cotton fabric
makes this all
quite peculiar.
Inspired by Yoko Ono's "Grapefruit" -- for my poetry class!
