Nov 2017
I've been up for an hour and a half.
Beautiful slumber nudge from the sun on a layered neighborhood.
Pale blue-whiteish edge to to an endless rolling horizon, wheels spinning to chase the time only to get lost in the spinning wisps of respirating morning.
Stretching, yawning warming tingle in a maze of bedsheets and delicious dreams. Illusions dancing a mirthful leap in wonderment of blended notions and tactile bewilderment.
Birds on a wire, with considered flight to reach for electric jaunts to a never ending sea of flow and visual amazement.
Now is the moment of awakening to a movie about your life, filled with audacious characters and fanciful dreams; in the dance and inviting to share the hop of joy and delight.
Beautiful slumber nudge from the sun on a layered neighborhood.
Pale blue-whiteish edge to to an endless rolling horizon, wheels spinning to chase the time only to get lost in the spinning wisps of respirating morning.
Stretching, yawning warming tingle in a maze of bedsheets and delicious dreams. Illusions dancing a mirthful leap in wonderment of blended notions and tactile bewilderment.
Birds on a wire, with considered flight to reach for electric jaunts to a never ending sea of flow and visual amazement.
Now is the moment of awakening to a movie about your life, filled with audacious characters and fanciful dreams; in the dance and inviting to share the hop of joy and delight.
