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Sep 2017
Sleeping late
on A rainy Sunday morning
is exactly the thing to do.
wrapped in a
silken robe of blanket.
Sitting inside
a landscape of dreams
Experiencing bright sunshine
beside a lake
Expanding mind with closed eyes
to open writers book to scribe.
Enhanced by ears
that hear music of heartbeat
that plays with the dreamscape birds.

Yes, its the perfect thing to do
on rainy day
where body gets its needed rest
and I galavant in dreams.

StarBG © 2017
I just woke up at 11 o'clock. I never never sleep that late. Goodmorning all.
Star BG
Written by
Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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