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Mar 2015
pat dreamt too long
& now she's gone
she's dust
at dusk

she resembles the colors of flowers
she's running in a meadow
with legs from '79
under the pine trees

the sun splashes against her skin
effervescent
she's smiling
she's gleaming

her hair is ripping
against the cool breeze
arms outstretched
she's pulling you in

her warmth is like no other
a fire blazes within her
a timid light, but fierce
she's a safe havenΒ 

she doesn't know you
but she invites you in
she teaches you the way
& let's you run off on your own

she observes, quiet & fixed
she feels & pours out the toxicity
she pushed on
& now she's gone
Raina
Written by
Raina  Burlington, VT
(Burlington, VT)   
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