Friday, February 10, 2012

Because It Is Friday

Because it’s Friday
I will be seduced
By the long moment stretching
Beyond the window-pane
Where somewhere
Your feet
Are finding the trails
Ever leading

Because it is Friday
I allow your whisper
To draw me from rigid details
Just to languish frivolously
In the rushing thought
Of your fingers
Rousing possibility
As unpolished stutters
Murmur a wanton

Because it is Friday
I will not dissuade
Tattered intentions
From washing up on unseen shores
Because it is Friday
And somewhere
In life’s trampled grasses
Hearts soar
Because it is Friday
Once more

© Janet Martin

1 comment:

  1. Oh, yes - all the wonderful possibilities of a weekend ahead and that delicious feeling of having free time. I still feel like that even though I no longer go out to work but Sunday evenings are much happier now;-)

    I hope your weekend is rewarding.


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