Drifting Sleep
Thoughts of days long gone,
And more yet to come,
Swim drunkenly inside my head,
As I lay down for bed,
Delicate songs echo through the air,
Embracing my emotions,
In a delightful dance of realization,
To melodies of relaxation,
Morning softly peeks over the horizon,
Spilling through my window,
Rippling against my skin like waves,
Mesmerized by the paths it paves,
A flower resting against my breast,
Kissing my cheek lightly,
Tucking away its thorns in revelation,
As we drift away towards sleeps anticipation.
Copyright © Eliza Cannon | Year Posted 2020
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