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Aug 2015
Flickering, musical flight
Out like the night--
I couldn't find or hunt
The moon--
But my breath is
So held at this brink
I clasp and reach for
Ribbons of green
Lavender, the pinkest succulent lip feathered secret
Joy.

We can salsa--with
Our textiology, monopoly
Words--as we share
Bites of a fruit
No one has scientifically
Labeled in black and white
Dynamite
Hear and open to a song
That once made my heart  
Why live and whisper in spite?

Will you look like
****** leaves,
Can't find the word
Stopping halt
Don't retreat
Don't retreat
I barricade myself from, from
Like my stage combat teacher
Who wore whiskey, looking
At us young women
For his everyday way.

You typed and sang
Out so plainly
But my siren song
Rings high above the rest
Facebook pictures
Tag your name
I'll send the emoticon
With the big heart
Eyes, just
Just
Just.
Just.

See-saw
With me.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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