a blue jay
paints circles
along a million
silver lined clouds
hovering over trees
like a musky mist
of love.
my tongue
on the glass
sketching a kiss
except you are as
warm as the live
blue jay
painting circles
along a million
silver lined clouds.
May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 3:39 PM UTC
a blue jay
paints circles
along a million
silver lined clouds
hovering over trees
like a musky mist
of love.
my tongue
on the glass
sketching a kiss
except you are as
warm as the live
blue jay
painting circles
along a million
silver lined clouds.
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