Siesta

I dream
Of lying on 
Vast expanses of grass
To feel the softness
As I touch them
With my palms!

I want to look up at the sky
At the clouds
That drift

To see the patterns
They form
To see them float
Gently 
Changing shapes
So beautifully!

This dream gets intensified
As I feel the Firangipani
In my palms…
The softness of the flowers
Feel like heaven
As I drift into
A blissful siesta!