Stormy Spaces
lazily she canvases
her afternoon
drafted in
disinterested hues
speckling feigning care
across a
quasi-landscape
slow pulsed minutes sigh
…exaggerated
begging for a release
…of any kind
and there in those spaces
that belong to only her
she whimpers stormy
sprinkling her minutes
in rain drenched dreams
and as her scenery changes
like her lingering day
stroked now
with dusty shades
night comes
in soft sighs and
effortless breathes..
...and there
sleep beckons
replenishing her moments
with zest filled promise
leaving the sweet of life
hanging in the
lavender shadows
of twilight
©LadyRaine