She craves quiet like blankets.
Soft spaces of nothing to tuck into and create.

Sunsets and crystals and fairy rings that pull her
up into the mysteries.
Imagination and space to listen and perceive.

She seeks the veil of in between
to better see within worlds.
Moonlight and mermaids,
star streams and sunshine’s rhapsody;
its here in these spaces she leans in and curls.

Dreaming, seeking, following her
heart speak and soul wings.
Flying to her deeps and finding her pearls.