

Fever DreamsMy skin sizzles Body writhes Eyelids flutter against the fever dreamsFever Dreams
I dream of Stars blooming in deep night skies Winged cats soaring over the moon An all-night prominade on the roof, Friends dancing to songs with Colors and tastes, but no sound
And you Grazing your fingers through my damp, wild hair Waiting for me to Awaken.


FrecklesWelcoming eyes An eager tail and Curiously perked ears Absorb her world. She lives a life of small dilemmas- Itchy collars, Empty food bowls, Baths. Her joys are simple: Tug of war Mud puddles Refreshing shade and Dishes to lick clean. Over the years, my family leaves Drifting from our home But she lingers Waiting to greet me at the door Living off a diet of Kibbles And love.Freckles


5 a.m.Peering outside5 a.m.
Deep blue light trickles
Between bare, spindly branches
Hazy aquatic mist
Embraces the trees.
The door to the playhouse peeks open
Beckoning me to wade
Into unearthly fog.
Later
Harsh sun beats down from above
The playhouse sits faded, its red paint peeling
The door now closed.
No one else will know the sight
Revealed by the dawning light
It's a secret between me
And the sky.
Thanx for the
Elle Evans
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