Tale.

Cozy morning light
Funneling its way through dreams
Closing in on us

Feeling warmth of days
Stemming out of unmade beds
We lie now as one

You- falling apart
And me in the worst time frame
Frozen still in sheets

Unrestricted white
Falling into hues of peach
You and I lay bare

Concluding fallout
I walk away from you, naked
The end of our myth