Waxing Mood Poem by milky daze karina jane

Waxing Mood



eyes tend to flutter open
right on the dawn break,
favourite part of the day

before the
dark fades out, sucked upped
to catch some sleep of it's own,
I'll never know

Friday, March 19, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: dark,night,light,days
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