While Drifting To Sleep
Night breathes with sound almost unheard:
dog echoing distant dog;
the wisp of wind through nextdoor chimes;
the steady beating of your heart,
like soft rain, water to my dreams.
Copyright © Chetta Achara | Year Posted 2021
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