the white opiate of moon tendrils



inducing a slumbering journey

beyond the restricting horizon of wakefulness


I am being given a gift

of becoming another self in flight

through ethereal idylls

to so overwhelmingly a paradisal destination


that I am dreamily convinced heaven has allowed me

to have seen its undeniableness. 

🌷 (2)

◄ the final fuck off?

redressing ►


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Rose Casserley

Fri 27th Oct 2017 00:01

thanks jems.

Rose 💋

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Jemima Jones

Wed 25th Oct 2017 16:57

love this Rose.The last two lines are superb! Thank you.Jemima.

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Rose Casserley

Wed 4th Oct 2017 13:27

appreciate your kindly observations gents as I do for your liking Duncan...

whose powerful writings I have browsed through with amazement at how wonderfully written and deeply thought provoking they are!

Rose 💋💋💋

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Tue 3rd Oct 2017 12:00

I like this Rose. It is wonderfully gentle and submissive- a sort of antedote to other emotions that overwhelm at times.


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Raj Ferds

Mon 2nd Oct 2017 12:05

Wow, from the sweet sleep-induced first 5 lines to
to the enlightened awakening triggered by self-discovery.

"the white opiate of moon tendrils"... that hooked me.


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