I bend in your curves-
and you move me
into the field of my soul
a clear destinations journey
as blue poppies linger in sleep
I see raindrops open-
time ticking minutes to
memories
the flow of life smooth
comforting warm
like coffee in early morning
reflections
I conform to your skin
filling the void left from
echoes of past hurt
my soul no longer starving
behind blue sorrows of sadness
as I lean away from everything
flickers of yesterday fall
like shooting stars across a
blue-black night sky
creating lightning storms in the distance
I sketch them inside my head-
painting new syllables determined
turning the page as time propels me
forward
my portrait of words fill the sky
with vivid hues of bright color as you
become part of my painting
I live in your lines
inside my skin
once again connecting
flesh to flesh
re-writing who I am
Gold trophy winner
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