Poem Of The Week | Daydreaming By Clara Burghelea

Daydreaming

By Clara Burghelea

Mornings happen anyways.
Through the open window,
a spell of breeze, and then
a flutter of wings.
My ear finds your chest,
then the dip of your neck
where flakes of sell de fleur
inhabit my lips.
Some fine-grained making.
All my dreams lay folded
into paper planes. 


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