Engulfed In Your Flesh Poem by Billie Lynn Minear

Engulfed In Your Flesh




a blooming daisy sensation
The edges of rain clouds merge
a random bird sound form concrete
until a fading moment of dusk sky
the spark of the first cigarette
a gaze beyond present
the decline of Zlatnite Mostove
the golden becomes rocky
with the loitering present gloom
intake of oxygen becomes relevant
and the last one is lit.

Thursday, October 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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