wordless

in the wordless silence
that slides like silk
through a nomadic night

the night takes no pause
in the delirium of slumber
dreams percolate fragility
of subconscious
as
elderberry inked sonants
evaporate into a
mildewed sky that props up
a lychee peeled moon..

I pick cereus blooms for you
and wonder, what of the tides?

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56 thoughts on “wordless

  1. a lychee peeled moon
    not a genius leave the room
    Yasmin your staying
    —-
    amazing replies
    your legacy be proud
    hark moon speaks thank you
    —-
    fruit two you mentioned
    tasty flavoured juices
    drink their thanks

    wonder of the night
    live your dream make it come true
    percolated gold

    Bis morgen byeeee

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    1. I love the lychee. We got fresh figs In the winter and march is lychee time , I can’t wait 😊. Do you love mangoes! Thank you for writing in , always look forward to your views 😘

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