Whispering, winding, twining
Through my mind as I float
Lazily in a twilight slumber
Pushed by the currents of
Unconscious thought
I see pictures not fully formed
Blurred by the water that flows
Blankets of thought pulled
Over my body
Relaxing through it all
Blossoms fall whitely
Through the air
To land in little fragments
All along my body.
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