..
They say
size doesn’t matter
and then they say
dream big,
but I prefer these tiny breaths
and the way the breeze
teases my heart
into flight.
You blink
at all that sacred spotlight;
I think
I’ll save myself
in 40 winks
and some slight
semblance of phrase,
or perhaps days
spent listening
to all these dragon clouds.
..
Prompted by Poetic Asides.
“I’ll save myself
in 40 winks
and some s/light”
{heart}
Brilliant opening line.
Oh my. And *sigh* and love your words and love your heart …
Your tiny breaths birth dragon clouds