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Palmed
take my hand and hide behind the stars after dark
as comets wrap us safe, chase lightning’s spark
China doll adorned in mottled scraps of colour fade
keep her close, and on display, ornamental parade
shadows cast drips with light in the summer heat
infused in shades of gold that are still incomplete
in the ensuing silence we target that burst of flame
palms on hips move forward in this nocturnal game
weak tongues sweetly press on in the moon’s wane
teardrop pulses quicken beneath a spattered rain
wisps of ache inside of hollowed curve I diligently tend
not forgotten when drops of life on memories blend
feathered chains of body parts, still unable to behold
while her gathered dreams, stained, remain untold
as comets wrap us safe, chase lightning’s spark
China doll adorned in mottled scraps of colour fade
keep her close, and on display, ornamental parade
shadows cast drips with light in the summer heat
infused in shades of gold that are still incomplete
in the ensuing silence we target that burst of flame
palms on hips move forward in this nocturnal game
weak tongues sweetly press on in the moon’s wane
teardrop pulses quicken beneath a spattered rain
wisps of ache inside of hollowed curve I diligently tend
not forgotten when drops of life on memories blend
feathered chains of body parts, still unable to behold
while her gathered dreams, stained, remain untold
Published 19th Mar 2023
Author's Note
And whoop there it is…😉
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