Dark Poetry From A Twisted Mind

DayDreame

Rushing water
soothes the soul...
subconscious memories
of days in Mother's womb.

WaterFalls
are liquid hope...
Lilacs'
sweet perfume

floats sheer ecstasy
to the lacey skye;
delicious scents
and wispy clouds collide.

Copyright 2018
by Insomnia


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