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Wednesday 10 June 2020

Breeding Box Valley


             
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      Creeping on my windowpane
        peek into my heart, them I refuse
          Awake, I fear their unknown recluse
           They wind my shivering fears in threads
            and let them curl till they squeeze to last bead
             haloed drops disperse from my window
          my anxieties engulfed afloat like paper boats
        spiral dreams bubble from the breeding-box valley
      my room lit with their playful exuberance
    Ah! One tendril I catch at last         y
  It lends me a hand to ascend         l
 we swivel from bedside and       f
Afar, bursting light brewing hope
across the county line
Rhapsody of enchanting mid nights
 that old gatekeeper that sings
  white patches melt in golden hues
    dreams tiptoe through mauve skies
     treasures of crimson opera I unlock
       memories blush revealing dim chandeliers
           they become more mine than I am
            then lull me to sleep as I release
            the effervescence dancing to beats
           in the ballroom of my subconscious mind
          like reclined paper planes in azure clouds
       that spiral love on their paper boats
     as snowflakes in the city that never sleeps

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