To wake up of own volition, surrounded in warmth
refreshed like when the moon comes around to full shine
a wolf howl, with two small voices warbling after
Inked veins run across spring-kissed skin
inked as a flower, ever constant in impermanence and design
All walk lines, and unexpected find common intersection
in chocolate and popcorn and spider-like boys
in flags shimmering as mirages tossed to the sky
One unseen but listening, eyes glistening with your tears
Red carpet ending finally goes to the deserved
Lessons, internalized, suddenly shine in the real world
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 10:23 PM UTC
To wake up of own volition, surrounded in warmth
refreshed like when the moon comes around to full shine
a wolf howl, with two small voices warbling after
Inked veins run across spring-kissed skin
inked as a flower, ever constant in impermanence and design
All walk lines, and unexpected find common intersection
in chocolate and popcorn and spider-like boys
in flags shimmering as mirages tossed to the sky
One unseen but listening, eyes glistening with your tears
Red carpet ending finally goes to the deserved
Lessons, internalized, suddenly shine in the real world
Trying for a different style than usual- pretty words and ambiguous. Not sure how it turned out but hope you like it!
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