wrinkled souls
piled up in a cloudy hamper
layed upon stars
ironing board of ivory irony
straightening crimped
quills quivering on frail wings
solving dillemas
with a butterfly net catching faith
fluttering on choppy
tides crashing against truths fissured cliffs

inhale the frigid
evening breeze playing games
in the darkness of an
insecure mind searching high and low
for a way to draw open
destiny's drapes
revealing
myself

radiating so bright
i unintentionally
manage to cast
shadows in the
Suns rays

pulling me closer to the throne
of light
like a tractor beam of basking
beauty bouncing
from comets
to stars

petrified
inside floating skies

shadowed souls softly scream for safety
in sweet succulent silence
throwing treachorous tremors traveling in
twisted time twinkling truth

flashing in the darkness
reflecting in crevices
patiently revealing
pure smiles caught
in the butterfly
net constructed
by woven
threads
of..


winters wisdom

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