vivid

day begins,
with coffee black;
clears the cloud,
of peaceful slumber.

dreams of what may come to pass,
slow release of hurtful past;
muscles tone as i flex,
the possible still unchecked.

night returns,
its viral beat;
pulse desire,
through vivid sleep.

9.3.16

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Eliza Alys Young, aka CreativEliza, is a free spirit, world traveler, creative expert, and part of multicultural family… Eliza shares her time between the US, Dominican Republic and beyond. When she is not caring for her high-energy kids, writing her poetry or for her blog, creating art or cooking up a storm, she is designing for her own company, Design Intense.

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