Muscles peacefully twitch.
The light of consciousness
shrivels to dim as I fall
further into warm darkness.
The brain starts to paint.
Like seeing the world
for the first time
through dreamy eyes,
your smiling face
emerges from blackness.
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 10:35 PM UTC
Muscles peacefully twitch.
The light of consciousness
shrivels to dim as I fall
further into warm darkness.
The brain starts to paint.
Like seeing the world
for the first time
through dreamy eyes,
your smiling face
emerges from blackness.
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