the soul needs no place to rest
beside the quiet tide of fortune
that gives way to a new day and
the rays of sunlight that pour in
and revere your skin—
all the while you sleep; slipping
between sheets and dreams
and the barely audible whispers
of tomorrow—
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 9:16 AM UTC
the soul needs no place to rest
beside the quiet tide of fortune
that gives way to a new day and
the rays of sunlight that pour in
and revere your skin—
all the while you sleep; slipping
between sheets and dreams
and the barely audible whispers
of tomorrow—
