Two Naps

My Dan and I are growing older.

We nap now.

We nod on the couch,

Or slide between cool sheets in a shade-drawn room.

We curl our bodies into

The shape of sleep,

And allow the day to carry us

 — At least for an hour or so —

Into dreams of deep-grayed wisdom.


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