
1.
Sweet Dreams,
Looking for space in between.
Mind bends,
Beaming blends,
Plays with thoughts of...
-o- Ethereal Presence -o-
2.
I feel safe in the rumbling bass of your presence. The steady purr of comforting sounds, like fingers, brushing my hair. A kiss on the head to offer protection against evil eyes. And candlelit warmth in your smile, that the crow may rest beside your eyes.
I can breathe easy when you're near. Because it feels calm ... - still - ... like the sea's abyss and my darkest soul. I take comfort in the pain that you buried, to bear a broken heart that learns with time. It's harder to stick to the beaten path, alone in your hands...when the other awaits with open arms.
3.
Pretty Polly roams the oceans wide to find a treasure that nobody knows. She flies at the helm with her hair tussled - the wind takes it as she goes. She looks afar to find a sign that tells her why...why it is she looks so far? So she takes afloat her stoat to boat and sends him on his merry way. On his return, he will jeer "Pop! Goes the weasel." And there will be gold untold, shimmering in dazzling gleam.
About the Creator
Camilla Siig
Curiosities: an exploration of the relationship between The World and my Inner World.



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