Mythos anecdote
just on the brink of fiction
evening potion
Berry stained laughter
sipping slowly to savor
breath caught in the chest
Ah, yes, crystal gaze
Cards that fit the palm just so
A spark —brief luminescence
If there is a storm
There, too, are hands catching rain
and the green-eyed girl
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 6:55 PM UTC
Mythos anecdote
just on the brink of fiction
evening potion
Berry stained laughter
sipping slowly to savor
breath caught in the chest
Ah, yes, crystal gaze
Cards that fit the palm just so
A spark —brief luminescence
If there is a storm
There, too, are hands catching rain
and the green-eyed girl
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