Do you ever consider what it might be like?
Barefoot, hovering in spaces
between silences
which erase themselves by morningβ€”
I taste an emotion inexplicable,
swirling pink
amidst a bed of brambles and unfamiliar leaves;
the thorns
have a thing or two
to teach.

 

 

 

Photo Credits: Pink beverage by Alex Loup, Unsplash

Posted for Quadrille #108 @dVerse Poets Pub