A bed for vivid dreams

I took a bath in my own golden light
and watched a smile grow upon my face
as I adventured on my own, into the forest near my house.

I felt at home and found myself on the earth's floor looking up into a sky of movement,
the trees bent over to say hello and they
shook last night's rainwater from their bright green leaves,
sprinkling it on my nose, 
the dew sinking into my cheeks –
the only place I belonged was on this forest floor,
my bed of vivid dreams.
 
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raphaellalaurence

CA

19 years old

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