illanasnirvana

See you in your dreams, woman of temptation and mist— that ethereal fantasy that slips between breaths, haunting the edges of sleep, calling me deeper with a whisper that feels like touch.

Christmas glows with wonder Even as it tethers us To the shimmering Trap of wanting more It's magic binds us To the quiet pull Of consumption Where the sparkle of giving Is shadowed by the weight to buy And yet it drifts in Like snowfall Gentle, glittering Each year Creeping in Faster and faster As though The season itself Can't wait to claim us once again Will the chain ever be broken Or are we destined To keep circling its glow!