citrus stripping away the pain
painted across my face
while subjected to a world
of linen skinned
with denim daydreams
laced & lined
in lavender leaves.
rain dance on my grave
where i lay still praying for rain
from heavens that hawks circle
wings cutting through winds
gliding on the air waves
perching steady where mockingbirds
pester with their imitation games
May 7, 2024
May 7, 2024 at 11:42 AM UTC
citrus stripping away the pain
painted across my face
while subjected to a world
of linen skinned
with denim daydreams
laced & lined
in lavender leaves.
rain dance on my grave
where i lay still praying for rain
from heavens that hawks circle
wings cutting through winds
gliding on the air waves
perching steady where mockingbirds
pester with their imitation games
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