I kneel on dandelion carpets and weave lilacs between her rose and purple iris, I assume avuncular circumspect over her horizon. Her sky sucks rain that swallows my smoldering sun. Tasmanian blue gum shadows sit restless in the river’s bend, Ornithes Areioi circles concentric overhead beneath a placid gibbous moon. We sighing lovers who part before Auroras elastic dawn, lay unfeathered the in dark unfurrowed arcades and listen to the oracular shoal, as it send waves of gold that beat their withered shore. I breathe molecules once passed through the lungs of Leonardo, I settles into the rhythm of my period. Spurned by zealot tears blown by changing winds from rain to laughter, her sharpened tongue steels my will, seduces my senses. My identity is embattled, fragile & feels the quick stir of paean, her oscillating intonations of mortality stagnates beneath the shadow of her protuberance, her instrument for threshing my grain.
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