Her twilight silhouette
sits on a rocking chair
and speaks of times
we have never known
or will.
She has a way with words,
that trigger goosebumps
and blocks out the rest of the world
for the whole time she speaks.
Her touch has a way with
all the comfort the universe has to offer;
you find yourself soaking in it,
uncooperative to reality.
If only there was a vine with leaves as footholds to climb up to the very sun and dim it's light a little bit, would things in our universe be any different?
Thursday, 16 November 2017
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