Grace

Oct 29, 2013 16:21

Grace.

Through the day
and mostly the morning
the fog of sleep, drifting and
warming. She longs for
grace,
that found in sleeping
and soft, quiet breath
slowing, creeping
into blackness
and so she waits
all day for sleep.
From waking to nighttime
brushing teeth
she longs to close her eyes again
and dream.

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elkepixie October 29 2013, 22:25:54 UTC
<3

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