Bathed in warmth

I am bathed in warmth
its too hot to sleep
I am melting
Like an icicle
time to go stand outside
in the cool morning air
stand and breathe it in
lung fulls of freshness
fresh scent of morning time
off I go

Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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