My idea of paradise,

when I don’t set,

my clock at night;

and in my bed,

in peaceful slumber,

where dreams of you,

my woes outnumbered.

The duvet clings,

as lover’s arms;

the pillow talks,

with all its charm.

Nought shall wake,

this blissful state,

as no alarm,

can make me late.

 

© Pillow Talk 21/03/2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: Alarm clock (Photo credit: Wikipedia)