I sleep in a room with a glass ceiling.
I am a woman with simple ambition.
I love to watch the stars collide,
As they're flying through the heavens.
Faster than a bullet,leaving pepper spray behind.
I truly love to see the rain,
time and time again,
Tumbling as bouncing acrobats and swirling ballerinas.
I love thunder and lightning.
Especially.
If they ****** precious moments of sleep,
I loathe missing thunderstorms,
I detest sleeping through them.
Then, sometimes it snows,
The room chills as much as me.
I love to lay under my coveted duvet.
Reminiscing, enjoying the sweet scent of success,
Reflecting some more on the day that just flew.
And then,
just one more time,
I reflect on days gone by,
before the gift of much treasured sleep,
kisses the lids of my eyes.
© Livvi