cool and serene

 

at times I wish I could taste slivers from the night
it’s puffy cotton-candy blackcurrent-midnight flavoured structure
and in the cloudscape that are monotonous only to an unobservant eye
with pitchers full of lungs-elastic as the monsoon-like air cradles
and the heat sways in a rhythm of a long-due sleepy occupant
and my mind sans pressure loves the open window of the world God created.▬

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