A meditative moment while protecting the enamel.

Festooning another dreamer’s bedframe

With good company…it’s unfeasible not to hit a bit of an internal reset.

And never getting old, even years later.

And final month…only here for so long, cheers and let’s be merry.

Who says winter can’t be sweet & seductive.

And his gangster lean, and mostly for the angelic souls who balled and wadded his body as giggles soared to silver-grey skies that tone with newly dusted rooftops.

Slipped in with a whispered breath.

Gently rocking me into my new golden dreams.

As strung out and lit as the twilight denizens.