*Stories

Come, lay beside me

And I will read

Long forgotten and dusty words

Scrawled across rumpled pages

Uncurling to reveal whispered myths

Of spells uncast, treasures unfound

Of fantastical creatures

lurking through mystical forests

I will breathe these tales to life

mist swirled from oceans deep

Come, lie with me and listen

To the poets who dropped from hushed lips

Each word a note, dancing to an uneven beat

Sway with the melody, its enticing rhythm beckoning

Let’s lose ourselves in unexplored worlds

we can always come back

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