I watch as skies above blush o’ shade of
tangerine red, as wary eyelids droop and
through tedious night are swept. In still-
ness and certitude my heart assuaged, 
deep midnight fields of woe; I smile as
dawn of thousand dreams (unspoken)
revive and rejuvenate.

 

 

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Posted for Quadrille 25 @ dVerse Pub

and on Tuesday Platform @ Real Toads