lull

lull

Safe warm wraps like silk
’round my shoulders bare
Lulling me to sleep, dream visions
Of island sun beating down
in steel drum rhythms,
I taste Banana rum on my tongue.
Opening my eyes, gray peeks
from kitchen curtains, oven heat blazing
in jest

by Khadijah Ali-Coleman

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