Warm rays have broken through a weightless tulle.
They're sliding on a light-beige blanket
upon the body. These magnetic moves
relax, healing with warmth in private.
The light is knitting a soft-shell cocoon.
One is so cozy. The transparent shelter
renews the old and well-known spacious room.
It seems the spring's returned forever.
There is the only strongest naive wish
to hold for long this magic moment.
The universe warm airy touch and sleep
will back to life in the sad Autumn.
by Thea Ariss
29.09.2026
Warm rays have broken through a weightless tulle
© Copyright: Тея Арис, 2026
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