Light lily’s breeze through his building Turning his mouth cotton candy Was a moon to me that exhaled my essence? With laughter From embarrassment Or From an hour glass Timeless image Faded photograph That blew butterflies thru my frame And sat me on pipes thrusting pulsed between my brains Not even the roughest twister Can … Continue reading CANVAS (POETRY)
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