Yirding under Sleep
Sky blankets with black sheet with star florals to alarm me through my window. My soul yirds under a jade cozy bed, switching off its eye cameras. While brain is connected to the charger to plant Yarrows in my dream land. Yate starts to grow with the fragrance of eucalyptus with strong root. Donkey engine body rests in peace for hours with yaff inside to race the next pace. Yarnwindle fingers crossed slowly on the pillow. Legs after a walk over a long terrain feels yowndrift from the moon's light. Yachty shape of my body idles serenely into the ocean of sleep as a young stock.