The sun spills through my blinds and spreads across my bedroom
Like syrup over pancakes
The golden glow rolls over my duvet
Falling to the floor in a warm frenzy
Coating my rug, skimmimg over my dirty clothes
Slowly settling into the corner

◄ My mother, a purist

Standing at the cliff's edge ►


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Thu 15th Feb 2018 20:22

Thanks again, Colin! Its a somewhat unfinished piece but im working on it!

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Thu 15th Feb 2018 08:36

thanks for warming me up Freya - nicely described especially the syrup over pancakes. Yum!

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