SoulReserve

lala-land

I see the word
‘rise’
wrapped
around the sun,
and its blaring
intensity
disturbs,
the drugged
slumber
of a heart consumed
by love,
am I to wake?
and think of him,
restlessly,
or can I dream him
soft and intimate,
in mild stupor?

© SoulReserve 2017

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