Daydreams~

Dreams of lavender swirls and

Deep sea blue in shadowy mystery

A smoky amethyst held to the light,

Warm against the palm…

The green and purple scent of flowers in the moonlight

The softest tick of a clock seems so loud

In a room alone, pencil in hand

Tapping a dull rhythm, a tambourine, and my thoughts dance

A second is a century in this frame of mind

The endless tick of the clock is so loud…

A/N: I don't know. I really don't. I couldn't bear to erase it from my journal, though. So it's here.

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