Fear of the Unknown

The witching hour Dripping like silken velvet through Hushed silence Broken only by summer winds ...... Inside the recess of my restless mind Thoughts bubble Churning gentle ideas Into frenzied cognition My demons rising Feasting on anxiety ...... Behind the lidded curtains of my eyes I see your face Soothing the fear I can feel your hands upon me Untangling the tension In your eyes I see Love The blower of dreams Leaping into the unknown

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