Lisianthus cold

Lisianthus cold

A Poem by winter;lyra

Lisianthus cold
En fold, it was I
Greenery diced into dust
From my cloth, through my lot
As the petals rocked
My raindrops glimpsed
In a scene gangrene
But it was I
Live in brim rays through the curtain's satin

© 2024 winter;lyra


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Added on December 21, 2024
Last Updated on December 21, 2024