Safety

It aches and longs

to steal the cosy blanket from a window seal

even though it has never known

such a feeling of bliss

to be completely covered

in adoration.

So it longs to be first for a second

even if it only present itself

in the illusions of dreams it struggles to remember

It blames November and bleak skies

praying on the dark night.

5 thoughts on “Safety”

short-prose-fiction says:

August 29, 2018 at 4:28 pm

Beautiful imagery: So it longs to be first for a second/in the illusions of dreams it struggles to remember/ November. I just pointed out some lines that speak to me tremendously. Great write!

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1. Lizardin Bain says:
  
  August 29, 2018 at 5:01 pm
  
  I’m glad it spoke to you. Thank you. ♥
  
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  1. short-prose-fiction says:
    
    August 29, 2018 at 5:02 pm
    
    😊
    
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innervoice28 says:

August 31, 2018 at 7:17 pm

Wonderfully penned down ..

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1. Lizardin Bain says:
  
  August 31, 2018 at 8:17 pm
  
  thank you
  
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