The moment beckons
& I slide between its edges
before the reckoning
releases me
into slumbering solace
where dreams are safely tucked
into pockets of shadows,
languid with light.
Slowly, I breathe,
my eyes painting
a subtle universe
of understanding
before I wake with wildness
within the dawn's embrace.
I slip into warm sunlight's
yearning glance,
always learning
that to linger
in the savoring
might lessen its sweetness
& so I softly let it go
until it holds me close
once more...















~Tia








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