A noise disturbed deep night
rinsing slumbering cloak of peace
in my wake I almost see
the outline of you beckoning
come out to the moon
you sign
dancing in peals
incomplete and ethereal
with crooked smile
turning your feet across
the epiphany of carpet
checkered in fistfuls of
left over dream
where
what you think you see
is uncertain and irregular
touching magic between
there and here
as time can lisp
and places exist
that are not with day
fully real
TheFeatheredSleep 
Wow
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You were on the path between waking and sleeping 🙂 Love the fistfuls of left over dream.
Dearest Yeka, thank you so much!
Thank you dear girl. I love your use of ‘fistfuls of left over dream’
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Almost seen indeed……. I will unleash my fist- and continue my dream ! Thank you.
Candice! Wow
Superb twilight
Oh, it’s often been a bone-deep wish of mine to remain in that realm between dream and real…for just long enough to understand where I am. Love. ❤
Bella, beautiful, creative and most of all Devine
Thank you so much!
Me too!
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♡
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❤
Fantastic, Candice ❤