Luncheon of the Boating Party

The Nap

Drowsy with words I lay curled so the sun shines on my face.
Streaming past bare tree branches
Through south facing windows,
It warms my closed eyes.

Cheery accordion music tinkles faintly from the stereo
Bringing to mind Renoir-Luncheon of the Boating Party-
Laughing, drinking, eating along the Seine
Paris, March 2006.

Reverie softens my lips, relaxes tense muscles and mind
Prickling my eyelids, a teardrop brushes through lowered lashes.
Purring contentedly like a cat into sleep,
I sigh and drift and smile.