Tensile dreams

The delicate folds of the night

hide within, myriads of dreams

gossamer like, so fragile

aided ably by the shimmering silver sequins

luna gently leaves them

under the heavy with sleep eyelids

with deft lightness

before she returns to her heavenly nest

but the red-rimmed eyes

that remain awake at night

are awash with tensile dreams

that may be stretched and moulded

but would never break.

23 thoughts on “Tensile dreams

    1. Sometimes the title turns out to be better than the text! And since I don’t give much thought to titles, I am glad you liked it. Maybe someday both the text and title will be in sync! πŸ˜€πŸ˜€

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