Crazy Whispers In the Dark
Crazy whispers in the dark
People morphing; seams come apart.
The feral beast who stalked me late last night,
This morning curls sleeping by my feet.
I dreamt of you;
So real your arms cradled me in sleep.
The swallows dove and the crows took flight
Just before we changed, you guided me to the dawning light.
Copyright © Greta Veranes-Kitts | Year Posted 2011
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