Perceptios for M 'lady Emma

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Perceptions

 

Extinguishing the candle flame.

Initiates my nightly game.

My room’s subject to subtle change

as questing moonbeams re-arrange.

The shadows which were left behind.

So everything is now outlined

in silvery reflections.

Altering my perceptions.

Highlighting things that generally

I overlook, just do not see.

Recalling distant memories

 of half forgotten fantasies

Which gently lull me off to sleep

 So much more fun than counting sheep.

 

Sunday, 31 October 2010

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