You are like
the smoke left
on my clothes
after a bonfire
summer’s salty sweet
taste still sticky on
warm skin
you-
are the last breath
of autumn sunset
so pink
once orange
slow to disappear
off the horizon
you’re winter’s
chilly breath
all the way to
the center of
my feeble heart
thump thump thump
like the springtime
again and again
pierce me with your sweet
green dagger
dragonfly wings
unnatural beauty
you my
slow season
breath
my wanton
unforgetting
8 month
long lost
lullaby
sweet girl
how I missed you
late summer
solstace
soul sweeper
secret
goodnight
Mar 21, 2012
Mar 21, 2012 at 4:33 PM UTC
You are like
the smoke left
on my clothes
after a bonfire
summer’s salty sweet
taste still sticky on
warm skin
you-
are the last breath
of autumn sunset
so pink
once orange
slow to disappear
off the horizon
you’re winter’s
chilly breath
all the way to
the center of
my feeble heart
thump thump thump
like the springtime
again and again
pierce me with your sweet
green dagger
dragonfly wings
unnatural beauty
you my
slow season
breath
my wanton
unforgetting
8 month
long lost
lullaby
sweet girl
how I missed you
late summer
solstace
soul sweeper
secret
goodnight
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