Sleep Chose Me

Sleep Chose Me Sleep chose me To take this walk on crisp leaves Smothered by frost. Colors, thread bare faces, Glassy lattice in sun, Forming halos for owls As shade dissolves into moonlight, Magical stasis. Linger here in truth, Alone with feathers of snow Clinging briefly to crystal, Blazing its fire, Sizzling in waves of... Continue Reading →

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