Читать книгу Intangible Escapes. - Laura-Sophie Roi - Страница 2

I look across a barren field and I see colour, haze, and flowers. I decide to linger, smell the air, and the minutes turn to hours.

I've been here before, I know I have; Its a place that calls to me. For when I'm here it's new again and my dreams are all I see.

I get lost in time, in air, in depth, in all my intricacies.

I scrutinize, and blink, and yawn and let sunlight cover me.

When the light turns away, and the grass gets cold, its time to leave and see; if this night, in fact, alone again, will be any different for me.