Quiet nights envisioning drunken deja vu
But for my midday nap
I rest on lemon zested clouds
Moths gathered around the sunkissed glow of my flame
Mistoques whispered into my ear as though they knew my name
Vines wrapped themselves around my thighs as though they were tree trunks
The wind lifted my fro and shook it feverlessley
Illusions of love and chance enter inboxes like spam
Opening letters to find the same content in different greeting styles
Young restless souls chasing false prophets and counterfeit dreams
Butterfly wings and vitality bursting from decayed streams
Fabled adventurer where did you go to?
Did you let life’s stresses get to you?
While you walk around without a clue.
My senses are inspired by the breath of mist colored haze
Hope is closer than it was yesterday
What was once miles
Is now inches away
By: AJ Unique