The dawn brushes her cheek
with velvet blush.
she shyly refuses to wake.
Noon entices her sweetly
with promise of warm
tender kisses. She wakes!
Embracing light, she glows
in spite of evening’s
deepening shadows.
And so she slumbers in the blush of sunset….
Cheryl KP
copyright
2015
Tropical Affair 
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