reading
Apr 4, 2022
breathless in-between
pages of a book
wish could lose myself in—
how time cowers
adrift in shadows
when tall words tilt
for the sunlight of our eyes—
the mind flowers
a gift, a trance, a gift.
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breathless in-between
pages of a book
wish could lose myself in—
how time cowers
adrift in shadows
when tall words tilt
for the sunlight of our eyes—
the mind flowers
a gift, a trance, a gift.
***