she dreams in couplets,
breathes in metered feet.
she snores to the beat of
words that treat themselves
to feathered phrase
and counting sheep.
Prompted by Poetic Asides.
she dreams in couplets,
breathes in metered feet.
she snores to the beat of
words that treat themselves
to feathered phrase
and counting sheep.
Prompted by Poetic Asides.
I need to do a bit more of that…
Perfectly gorgeous.
Oh my word, that third line break. :X
Lovely De !