gravity eighteen
fanny-min becker - poem


A Lazy Sunday Morning

Diagonally
I lay
On our bed
Picking up
Morning sunshine penetrating
Through the curtain distant bells
Rustles of newspaper-reading
From the kitchen coffee smell

Diagonally 
I lay 
On our double bed
Enjoying
The immense vastness of 
Space
And myself
Spread under the big warm blanket



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