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Dream's shadows lead me to a river where stars believe themselves into being. The wind smells of hot chocolate on a quiet morning, rebelling against the frosty weather wrestling my lungs. You smile above me, all moonful mist and finch's mark on your lips. #Thurds #loveletters
I spy mosaics in your watercolour smile, each star a spark to my bonfire. I'd loosen its fair-weather sights to help you see the petals tucking into your banked worlds, their whispers treading love across your chained back. Unaccustomed to the dark, it was you I lacked. #vss365
Delicate pleasantries in hiraeth,
Heartbreak's ragged panchard bloomings
With forgotten sanguine eyes,
Joy stirred in thickset strength,
Carvings streaked benign,
To crash in bouts
Of taut thoughts
Unto
You.
#9linepoem #firewords280 #BookishTues #inkMine #PureDoe #inpoems #nonet
Vintage constellations conjured a chalice—a once stately home to solivagant lips. I topped its contents with cinnamon and secret spices to keep old pains from rewounding cranberry quests on my tongue. I sipped and sipped until sour notes ran and our cafe came to view. #SciFiFri
Crisp expectations
lay
chilled
on ignorance.
#Storyin6 #firewords280 #vsspoem