The Long Sleep

I like the way
the shell
falls away
from the poppy
to reveal 
a flower

Bright orange
they call
to me

I like the way
my breasts
reach out
to you
like sirens


beckoning
you to taste
their tips


Darker rose
calling
your name
I've found a way
to disturb
your sleep


and to awaken you 
from your slumber
with dreams of love

and fragrant flowers
that we shall
call desire

 

by Pattra Burnetto Monroe  April 23, 2008.