Sleep
Emma was asleep in
an unrealistically graceful position
It had much to do with
the calmness she felt
as she listened to the sound of rain
hitting her window
It seemed her mind was always so
congested
that the slightest moment of peace
brought about
an intense euphoria
So the moment at which she fell asleep was
the only pure one of
the entire day
Copyright © Emma Caparula | Year Posted 2016
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