Thursday, May 14, 2015

cooling



Come
turn me younger
paint the inside of
my mouth with ink clementines & diamonds
drip sunshine blonde upon these lips 
come
sit it down
in morning's sweet marigold mist 
viola velvet sorrow'd taste 
come 
turn me inside out 
abide beside me fluid and awake 
allow the cut of joy's remembrance 
to close the wound 
halt the spin 
staunch the blood 
turn 
me 
to 
June 

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