.......................wooden dream box closing over a night bird, painted up with the closing of eyelashed goodbyes, colour sprays the bird when a cat nap arrives, pounce and play with the sporadic little wing beat, three yellow leaves mock the flight dance.........retreat..........................................and there it is! all airy like star breeze, purple sky around me, bubble wall, the night becomes me and I'm wreathed in colour clouds, tinsel sprinkles dot my arms........what tears!
..............**who cries the radiance of a moonshot eye?**.........................
the question hangs captured in a letter froze trail, strung up in the heavens like christmas dressings.........
................~*~*fizzy dream wear*~*~.....................
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