When Monica saw me sleeping <br />One day at dawn upon the wet grass, <br />She asked me, “Isn’t that a peculiar place to sleep? ” <br /> <br />I raised my waking eyes to look at her, <br />Her body was supple and sexy, <br />But not the stunning body of fifteen years ago, <br />She had gained a slight belly, <br />Somehow making her even more alluring; <br />I said, “It’s not such a bad place to rest, <br />The sparrows serenade me with joyous songs.” <br /> <br />I wanted to make love to Monica, <br />But I fondly gazed at one of my little sparrows <br />And went back to sleep.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-wanted-to-make-love-to-monica/
