The pigeon shed
Unwanted wings and flew away
To the horizon
Painted pure white
That glinted the suns rays
Into a oily grease
That satin seemed less smooth
As the sea washed the horizon
The deeper blues and suns crimson hues
Turning an all pitch black
She arose
Dripping water smothering her skin
As she nodded
And drops of water slid the spiraling curls
And drenched her wet shoulders
And adorned the feminity of her being
As it coursed her cleavage and slipped
Into her voluptuousness
The black pitched
With her daze
Of divine insanity
Skinned in plumes of red feathers
She walked on high heels
And tip toed mother earth
And all of the ones
She tread on
Were aroused at the touch of her
And endowed they became
With magic
Not the one we don’t know
And feel
But her magic
She rubbed against em
And now out of mist and dew
Burst purple crystals
And circled the andromeda
As it gathered radiance
Borrowed from turquoise emeralds
And her wings unfolded
As she withdrew from her façade
And there she met black
And embedded in the black
Again, now
Purple shone through the light
Glistening crystals of candy floss
Gleamed pink rays onto her face
And she sang the lovers song
And wiped tears on his hate
Like a sand stone carving faith
Down below
As the flames danced
To the tune of her clinking pearls
She tore the necklace
And rolled there beside her
All of them undone
The clasp
Scarred the sole of her foot
And she sang
This time the continuity of the others end
<3
To Me.
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