And now I sink.
A feeling of deeply drifting.
Wrapped in warmth.
In Hugs of love.
Am I on drugs.

No In a dream.
I always dream.
Love is but a mere fantasy.
Liquid sunshine beats on my window.
Yet again.

Perhaps a breath of fresh air.
A spot of cobweb extraction.
The feisty rain is lifting me.
Up from my drifting kip.
Before I sink again.


My eyes are closing now.
As a bud they're shutting tight!
Goodnight!
By ladylivvi1

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