Denouement

denouement warm honey flows through beeswax veins and pools upon cloth of azure blue glow of sun filtered filigree through leaves an open window invitation to Sunday just across the sill a hawkers sing song cry from the cobbles below berries, sweeet strawberries come buy my lovely berries sudden feather gusts of morning breeze bring scents of fruit and jasmine to my bed but I am too lazy to move to disturb the honey flow.