Soft blankets of fabrication.I liked that. :)
Hmmm... Are you playing with styles again? I like this one. :) This poem makes me think of someone trying to find the courage to speak up, but too afraid, so they reflect inwardly instead.Very pretty, Nichole! ^^
Great work!! Makes me think of the destruction we inflict upon ourselves when we lie to others or ourselves...Love You, GirlChellie
dim implication... that is how truth sometimes appears and then i need to sit quietly in its presence.