top of page

Surface | Douceur

Updated: Sep 16

Gliding softly on the surface of things

And not really letting anyone in

Diving deep into a web of blue dreams

With only brightness for armour and shield


Falling gently on a cushion of love

White feathers lie warm beside me

Flying on wings of an enchantress' dove

A fairy world springs out of wizardry

Recent Posts

See All

Comments


bottom of page