A Dayad

Don’t want to
Send dem
DM’s
Cuz
Once transmitted
The red thread
Burns
Only stronger
A dayad
Growing stronger
When it already is
When we face
The truth
Let it in
Let the light in
Want to speak
When it’s time
The dusk
Stroked with
Blush roses
Cream primroses
Then
Have a partake
In my story
My insecurities
My noir
My truth
I know
The night
Etching in
The light
Waving it in
Embracing
The moonlight
I know
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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