Enveloping

Day 14 of Napowrimo

 

My words hang like over me like a veil

Fine mist engulfs me like a shroud

Dappled light reminds me of paradise

I want to speak but there’s a thick veil

There is no light just a heavy shroud

Echoes of words catch my breath

Beautiful sounds take me to paradise

Slowly exhaling my thoughts in my breath.

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