Winter soup.
Sprinkle in
More spice and peppers,
Hot and vibrant.
Turning up the heat,
The warmth flushes through
My body
With every bite.
Savory deliciousness .
Winter soup.
Sprinkle in
More spice and peppers,
Hot and vibrant.
Turning up the heat,
The warmth flushes through
My body
With every bite.
Savory deliciousness .
Seems she has been in her cocoon
For some time now.
Lingering
There,
In between.
Wings damp
Eyes wide open
Wondering if maybe she took too long,
For she has always been one to fall behind.
Following her heart in haste
Leaving her mind reeling;
Confused by the games.
(She thinks she was sleeping while they read the rules)
She had immersed herself in
Her own
Ethereal
Delicious love
Only to find herself alone
Upon
Emerging from the healing.
She will rise up through
The air
Now.
She is aware
Ceilings, walls
And floors
Are imaginary.