In A Dream With Turquoise Walls
There once was a dream
the colour of Seychelles’ sea,
the colour of origins
and maternal longing,
and there was a swan
who dreamt it sat
on a young woman’s breasts,
thinking that with time
those soft eggs might hatch
into creamy white.

Written for Sunday Muse #249. A.I. Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter #amwriting @midjourney
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