And in your beauty you swam across the ceiling, trilling and preening your every word
A breathless tune, shimmering among the waterlilies and toads
Calling with the crickets and flying upon the backs of great whales made of clouds
Surrounded by stone I lay on my back, gazing up at the purpling bruise of a sky
Your figure threading amongst the stars and the whisper trails they leave behind in their orbits
Cream swirls in bitter coffee
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Twisted Dreams
PoetryA collection of short stories, poems, and half-written ramblings. ~•°•°-----------------------------------《☆》 dream \ ˈdrēm \ 1 : a series of thoughts, visions, or feelings that happen during sleep ~•°•°-----------------------------------《☆》 night·m...
