A crepe dream

        Ah falling asleep before the night changes from
bright sunshine to navy.

        Seated here in a chair and nodding off. Funny
how I fall asleep here but not in the comforts of
a bed. Hmm. Quirky how curled up in a ball I can
get in a chair. A nice cocoon inside a velvet red
throw.

        Ah how softly I breathe. Even and calm. So
peaceful. The only sound heard is the raspy air
whirling throughout the room, through vents.

       A gentle smile forms over my face as I close my
eyes. Holding tightly upon a hope. Soon, though, I
must awaken company for their start of day. Ah
then noises control space for just an hour.

      Then the eyes can drift once more to sleep.
Soundly until five am. Hmm. Yes I think a nice dark
roast of coffee in the morning sounds just as
delicious as crepes make with sweet cream,
strawberries and mangos. Hmm maybe even make
another batch with dark chocolate falling loosely
out. Hmm does that sound good?

       Senses alert but now dreamy foam forms inside
mind. Clouding the thoughts of all things but the
description spoken of. Hmm. Looking forward to
making some in the morning.

     Once again a smile falls over my face in the
curiosity of a minx.

     Would you enjoy a taste of something as
delicate and delicious as a crepe? Hmm?