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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I rise from the white-wine siesta, letting go of the serpentine songs, like a crimson-winged dragonfly lost in the poppy prairies of Persephone, untangling my prisoned heart chained by the churning deceit of Hades’s immortal chains, savoring pomegranate promises, pirouetting through petrichor nirvana, as the sky smells like a saffron rose above the castle of emperors dressed in fallen flowers. Yet the diamonds sometimes are engraved with ominous omens and remorseless remnants, while I return to cinnamon seclusion, dancing to the mood of my moon. O divine dandelion, in your eyes I see suppressed sighs of a splintered sunrise, flickering balmy zephyrs of paradise, as my soul is tied to the softness of your delicate dusk~ like a faithful disciple, forever following your footprints~ while velvety roots of florals face the glows of alchemy, amidst the array of arrows, left as ashes of gold gone cold, and the gracious gusts of gloaming devouring the unscrupulous wounds of a fragranced dawn. I am the aching pigment in your palette of purples, longing for butterfly blurs to bring me back to a kingdom of kindness, where I’ll forever breathe tender lilies rinsed with wind-swept wishes. But amidst the clusters of jewels and raining sakura, tonight I choose to walk with specters of scorching stars, allowing curves of my scarred skin to burn from the blazing breeze that bleeds nefarious narratives upon the bleached borders. So watch me waltz into the infernal waters of the deep, bruised bay. There I’ll write an elegy, for the sorrow that swallowed your spirit. I will find an anchor to pull you back to the land of paper lanterns as I surrender to the haunting hues of the horizon; the sweet sacrifice of a beloved blackbird singing farewell in silence to save you from the devilish underworld. As dandelion dreams are designed in lucid lies, carving my essence into wintry wires of woes and verdicts from the growing vines of a villainous valley. I feel the blackbird weep, it’s everything I see the blackbird quiver, it’s what you bring dreary d a n d e l i o n
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