In the Night Gardens

It's now past midnight, it's time to sleep. Heart a bang drumming, slowing, boom boom boom. Eyes closing like bloodroots, at the loss of the sun, dreams staining lovers minds, while restless nights bring open dreams, nottinghams that bloom, creep up castle walls. We seek brahma kamal, Bhima's quest and elusive bloomer, wish fulfiller, dream … Continue reading In the Night Gardens