A head full up with lack of sleep and candy tufts.
Gardens looking rather green,
I'm not far off.
The rain it gave the grass a bath.
Passages of crystal twisted sugar and just a tiny bit of spice,
Dashing,darting electrically,
Vague spark today,
Not  even enough to satisfy the remote control on my smiling faced T.V.
My brain is empty, it's not nice.
At a loss for words this morn.
I'm still trying to pen sweet pretty precious words of love,
but I can't.
Words muddled in my head, brains not working.
Saturdays here.
I'm already
halfway dead.
(c) Livvi