Come Waste Sunday Poem by abi Whitaker

Come Waste Sunday



Come waste the day away
with me
just come and stay
today
we'll sit on my bed
come on rest your head
hide under the covers
with me
forget about the others
kiss me under the sheet
tickle my feet
come waste sunday
with me.

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