Afternoon

[valeria_15]

We take advantage of the day,
as time takes flight on a pair of wings,
you can see the clock's long hand arching,

and as the sun slowly falls
the sounds of traffic drops down to a purr,
we're slowly coming off the high
from the day,
our work, is more like play

The Afternoon, like the scent of dying embers of
the late morning. We made sandwiches,
slices of cheese,
and wait for the wine that comes much later.

There are grapes hanging,
and they taste bittersweet
but the aftertaste as dark honey

There was not much work this day,
as we walked along the grass
hold our loved ones close,
kisses and hand holding

This may be my favourite time,
because it's the in between,
from the blackness and brightness

And that aftermath of rain,
has stopped this July Afternoon
i'm between the hope of
time stopping and looking
forward to the night.