You seem an unreachable, lingering thing,
like a wisp of dream smoke
between that moment of sleep and awake;
that moment when my eyes flutter open to my sea-foam green room,
as the last specks of dream dust dissolve
into the morning light behind my white curtains,
when peace breaths for one whole
and I awake.
Shadows dark like strands of your hair flicker between the curtain folds;
just like the Cheshire's eyes disappear in dim woods,
leaving only a snickering smile.
@ello @ellowrites @ellopoetry
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