Soft, moonlit wings glide under the light of the moon,
while shadows dance on the snow below.
Flying into the unknown, breathing in whimsy,
she refuses to land or succumb to the fatigue.
But the frosty silence lulls her to sleep
with pinstriped stories delicately written onto her skin
until her mind succumbs to the stillness
and she no longer flees from the snows embrace...
Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 7:02 PM UTC
Soft, moonlit wings glide under the light of the moon,
while shadows dance on the snow below.
Flying into the unknown, breathing in whimsy,
she refuses to land or succumb to the fatigue.
But the frosty silence lulls her to sleep
with pinstriped stories delicately written onto her skin
until her mind succumbs to the stillness
and she no longer flees from the snows embrace...
