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Anna Skinner Oct 2014
Bruises,
an amythest stain of spreading merlot
on white carpet,
the deep blue of the Belizean sea and
the hot weight of you beside me,
crimson blood and rising pain as I
scar myself because of you again,
the flat hazel of your eyes
the last time I saw you.  
Accusatory and pleading,
these bruises bleed fresh and tender
on the surface of my heart as I
will myself to forget you
for the last time.
Dance                                             For
   with                                             our                                            Despite
  me.     ­                                    gorgeous                                      this
              ­                               curtain                                    expeditious
Despite   ­                             call,                               ­                     expansion
this
vast                         ­                    For the                     which
void                                       prelude                     separates us apart
between                            of a brighter
     us                                 prospect             Let you lift the veils of  my
                                                          ­    kaleidoscopic nebulae     and touch
                                                           my blazing heart lies underneath
Splash of                                              in the way i caress yours     while the
  Shining crystal                              two of them melt down, fuse together
                                                        ­            unleash hives of fireflies
             Amongst the crowd
                           of  endlessly                                                    ­  our course
                                        straying strangers                       come across
Would i care
       pouring lifetime collection                                                       ­  Garnet
   of my astro       toss all of them    extravagantly
     billions of millions of them                                                    Diamond
     in exchange        of crossing
         your wings with mine                      Amythest
                              ­                                          Aquamarine
                       Lit up                                                               ­    Fire Opal
            the magnificent                                   our
  symphany                                                     curtain call
                                                            ­       and the prelude           Drawing
                                                 of an upcoming                            curves of
                           brighter prospect                                          new horizon
Dance with me
Flea Dec 2024
February baby
Amythest baby
For our stone
Means intelligent
And wisdom
But they also calm
And help others sleep
It’s strange to be an amythest
Baby

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