Star Luck Fate
The period you left
lonely there without conclusion
wasted paranoid as if a bee in a flower sucking
the sweetness from my stem leaving quietly
leaving remnant of disaster, new growth I feel
wilting to a churning floor again finding such purpose
without drastic change
or,
spread out somewhere be it honey in a colony,
whatever the case (As life has it's cycle) may I
find warmth behind your lips some summer day be it
upon a rim of a mason jar
absorbed,
into the life of your being
then concluded finally into waters of life.
By spine stealer 2
© 2010 spine stealer 2
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