Today’s challenge – from sarahsouthwest at dVerse poets pub – was to write a quadrille (44 words exactly) including the word sleep or a variant thereof.

ravenous for naps

such joy to sleep with you upon your chest

and feel your hand curved soft upon my breast

before subjected to the surgeon’s blade,

light-sabre.

………………. Beacon torch by which I’m laid

I love you now beyond the autoclave

especially when we dare to misbehave.

© Kathy Labrum McVittie 16 May (or may not) 2022

I trust that I might whisper it to myself as I prepare to go under anaesthetic in four weeks’ time.