icy violets
soft
and sugar dusted
can't catch a watery breath
in the calculated chaos
from your burning lungs
but the water takes me away
hold me
safe
gentle
in the swirls
of motion
to islands
of icy sunlight
where I can finally breathe
where heroes finally dare
to recognize the promise
of small kindnesses
the lit shadows of birds rise again
I merely cleared
the branches
so you could see the path
a few startling moments
is worth watchng
still the fantasy
a few startling moments
is worth watchng
still the fantasy
cracked
just a little
It's good. I can turn your words in to images in my head. Keep up the good work.
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