Jamaican Poetry : Lazy Thoughts

Sitting here…
lounging and relaxing on my lunch time.
Enjoying the breeze and letting my mind wonder…
it has a mind of its own, my mind…

It has decided to quietly slip away to my favorite spot in the mountains…
where nature is all consuming and soothing.
Of course, my mind has stolen you too;
I show you my favorite waterfall and all the trails where grown folks can hide away and do grown folks business without any threat of interruption.

Night comes and its cold, utterly so,
This spot is in the clouds and to survive two bodies would have to become…one.

Not that that’s a problem
because no one else is close enough to hear the careless whispers and mating cries…
sleep is optional but welcomed in the end…and
a new day begins….and

a new memory begins.

By: Denise N. Fyffe.
Copyright © 2014, Denise N. Fyffe

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