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Fly, Moonbird

When you spread your

lips,

like wings,

your midnight words

whisper on my

skin.

Late night hair

twirls,

like smoke,

in a dark gust

spiraling towards my

hands.

Watercolor eyes

drip,

like ice,

glistening in the moon,

reflecting rainbows on my

shadow.

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Written by

brycical

Published: Aug 5, 2015
LinesWords: 1842

Notes: response to another piece of artwork....
http://arterika.tumblr.com/post/120069057788/moonbird-2015
Tags: #poetry #life #eyes #moon #night #your

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