That Honey Light

the sound of slow jazz on a crisp afternoon
an empty reading room beside an amber glow
the radiant light seeping through the window
a hot blanket of sun soothing you into oblivion
the golden specks sparkling in your warm eyes
a trembling half-light tangled in the chilly air
the lucid dreaming melting into waxing nightfall
a sun-induced trance that sends you to sleep

Photo by Kelly Sikkema on Unsplash

Published: Medium & Modern Ink

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