Never for nothing…

Nothing if not noticed.

The blood of the one who consumes golden lotus…

Darkening mind, back reclined, arms folded.

Let them sleep. Let them sleep. That love which was spilled in the waking hour means so much more

To us… Than we who watch can bear to ignore. 

Forgotten art oh, no not quite.  The nectar is sweet and strong. Let them sleep. 

They have given it all. It’s nothing if not noticed. It was never for nothing.