Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Sense Me

She falls gracefully with her skirts flowing behind her, and her arms spread out like the eagles wings. Into her bed as she snuggles up to her purple and white guitar pillow, in her pepsi pajama bottoms, and her black sweater with a white beater tank underneath, her mind still racing, and her thoughts still wild but reality is surfacing, along with the exhausted sleep full of wild dreams.

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