Snapping Branches
my desires
hang golden
like autumn’s leaves
dancing
on the edge
of dreams
snap of reality
sends them crashing
back down
grounded
until
the next
winded thought
sends them adrift
again
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2019
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