Core

A Poem by Marshall

Skirting through the hundreds of pages
with poets squishing eternal love
crushing stray moonbeams
you arose like a whirlwind, spiralling
broken dreams of life
filled the pages with laughter's echo
refreshing as a warm velvet wordgame.

I was enamored of this style
this big eyed beauty that dared
scale unimaginable heights
of flirtatious sentences
beckoned the eagle in its skirting.

Sometimes most wanted
hidden under layers of unknowns
yet we dared to breach the bond of anonymity
to find impeccable treasures
awaiting discovery

Blooms now
a union of immediate searching
to discover the hidden histories
underneath the façade.
We peel layer by layer
in no hurry
to reach the core of the sun.