July in Perugia
Shutters. Narrow balconies bound
By wrought iron and the setting sun.
We’re collapsed by heat, and when
Rain comes, we listen to its thrum,
Me reclined and sleepless on the sofa,
Like a Hollywood starlet, who’s pretending
To seduce the heat of the evening.
for dVerse Poets Quadrille “Sleep” ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Image: Perugia from Unsplash.
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