tempest aroused weather throws a crink in the atmospheric pressure,
sun lazy long weekend planned rejuvenation, disrupted,
all day rain and wind gusts
that whitecap/kneecap
the river-fed bay forcing a
couch-curling up, a doozey dozy,
cozy writable assessment, a
tempting
answered with
positivity

close your eyes and all that can be felt
is memorized by your
forefinger cells,
a stroking upward gesture,
your stroking. your finger.
the children you have brought
into this difficult place

and a woman’s face as she rests uneasy and needs calming

but the memory of your own cheek as a living fired thing
being stroked is a gone,
because it was not frequent enough,
is longer than long past than what matters now  

my pointer finger remembers though

pointer finger points at my chest
stoking, pushing,

  what does your artistic heart remember?

I'll
never
fall    on   my
knees, so let them
leave
  ♡  
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v            
e          
r      
♡
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             g
                a
                   i  
           n
         ♡
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o      
♡        
o        
n    
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          a
              n
               d
            ♡
      l
e
a      
v        
  e      
    ♡

                    They
                    O  N  L  Y
                    made  my   life
                     toxic,       now      I
                    breathe
                   ♡
         I
   ♡
c      
a          
n        
♡  
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        i
              n
             a
         l
    l
y
♡        
b        
r      
e  
      a
              t
          h
      e  
♡      

My                          
wings can                        
spread and stretch                        
They're gone, I'm now                        
free                        
♡                      
n                      
o                  
♡        
    m  
       o
         r
      e
♡  
d        
r            
a            
m    
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          ♡
                I
                  ♡
                 a
             m
       ♡
f    
r          
e          
e    
      ♡

                       I
                        know the
                        true few friends
                       who  care  and  love
                      me
                      ♡
             t
      h
a  
n    
k
      ♡
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                    o
                   d
              ♡
         t
h
a      
t        
♡  
       I
              ♡
         h      
    a          
v    
   e
            ♡
                      t
                             h
                               e
                           m
                  ♡

A feather in flight
A cool wind now follows me
The flame now guides me