Sheltered sleep long beautified hours

Made of sliver threads
Sewing moons above
The daughters of air are still awake
They’ll dance in your dreams
There’ll be no seam
To tear apart a blanket night sky
So sleep in open shelters
Of Milky Way cradles
Fed by the stars
Fed by the stars

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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