we lie upon our beds in the dark,
          Knitted in the scent and warmth of our
          love ones.❤
          we embrace the spirit of the unknown,
          and our souls are dispersed.
          They wander into our deepest
          imagination that our minds can whirl.
         
         there is lack of clarity over there,
         for our soul seeks to belong in the      beyond                
         we are the aliens of our minds,
         and acquaintance to the unknown.
         They wear the face of our love ones,
         and we are cobwebbed  their problems.

© DESSY