day 117

i sleepwalk at times
to find what i’ve lost
and wake in the middle
feeling star-crossed
as the sleep slips from me
like a thin neglige
i return to my bed
with no more to say

4.27.17

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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.

Category: 2017 Year of Poems, Poetry

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