Saturday

[yex]

It's a beautiful version of my mind
When I find
That Saturday has come again.

No thoughts, No words, no sighs
can explain the joyful pain and thrilling boredom
That spills from my heart to the carpet.

The fan blows whispers through my fingers
the water tells secrets to my toes
the cat snores in the corner
while wafts of scent tease my nose.

The creative inkling comes...

and then it goes

And I drift back into the deep
wonderland called Sleep
for just...
a little
while longer.