carma
and just like the stars in the sky
she was so distant that all they could see was her past
for if they were closer
they'd know she's been gone for a while
Wednesday 9th January 2019 8:58 pm
mad woman
raven haired
siren
star-ward gazer
hips like rolling rivers
speaks at me with a diamond tongue
dancing around my mind
sweeping smile
whisk away my troubles
hold my head
still sparrow
leering lover
with a decadent touch
crimson remnants
remind me
I can not run
Wednesday 9th January 2019 8:54 pm
mad
I have ravens in my head
smiling
they dance among my thoughts
worrisome
they whisper alluring notes
my mind drifts off
along with it
skipped my sanity
Wednesday 9th January 2019 8:51 pm
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