Sleeping with the enemy

Annette Marie Hyder

Fever flushed and daze eyed
pillows strewn like rose petals
blankets piled Eiffel tower high
I am sleeping with the enemy.
This season's flu has got me pinned
to the sheets
and moaning for mercy.

The candles of my eyes burn low.


Posted by Annette Marie Hyder at 3/5/2011 8:38 AM
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