![]() Crochet of Strange and Unusual ColorsA Poem by Corset![]() ![]()
Some one squeezed out the clouds like a wash woman's towel and suddenly tears cling to the slick hot cheeks of Peaches, baby blue like the hue of skies choking back replies when it's circulation has been cut off and green, yes green is the color of leaves that refuse to blush in fall, the mornings are the sound of your name leaving my lips when my eyes open, repeatedly like the nickname that sticks out of my school girl Bobbie shocks quiet and shooting skyward like hissing balloons, mind thief, I love you... the mystery never ends.
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