Becloud, muddy…

She’s awake.

Just bits of memories remaining,

From random dreams,

She’s seen this night.

As she descends, sinking in them,

Seriously taking pics, events

Unknown secrets they behold

Inside subconscious,

It’s seemed real,

Have you been sure about it?

When sleeping tight,

This chilling night

Under cold blanket,

With opened window,

Hugging the cutest bear near

Left cheek on fluffy snow-like pillow,

Engaged in bright nightmares, dreams

Imagined life…

Eyes shutting slowly

The world’s been vivid to her only…