AliferousA Poem by Deana Marie Having wings
The summer kisses her skin. In it's gentle blossom whispers the breeze filled with loves gravity.
The eyes of a child play in her smile. She loves the king of sorrow. So messy and adoring. She takes wild flowers. Plucks the pedals to lay bed. Shows him her whole broken heart that is still alive. still she dances with Orion in her soul. - Deana © 2020 Deana Marie |
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Added on May 28, 2020 Last Updated on May 28, 2020 Author
Deana MarieMarysville, MIAboutI must say I owe everything to my mom and my dad. They are the foundation of my entity, my rock and roll, my DNA. For them my gratitude is forever healthy. I am absolutely certain I was born into t.. more..Writing
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