to get some good sleep tonight tiny bird you must sing soft and tuck in your wings.

the ghost of a fawn.

a fervent burst. with pockets of light reverberating against a suddenly soft gentle night. 
instant. like a tear. or coffee.
the universe had spoken to me. in hushed whispers under thick blankets. a bubble under water.

i had been unleashed so greatly out into the skies because i have seen her face.