Kintsukuroi Contest
She was sprinkled with the mineral of Gods
Mended with a picturesque deformity
Although shattered
She beat the odds
with anything but conformity
Some deliberatly decaptitating
Only for her to rebirth that was ever so captivating
Collected for a coinage courtship
The endlessness shapshifting of this Miss
Her glimmering veins reaked with bliss
But dont take my word for it
Go ask her I insist
Take something broken and pray for the story
and you just might find her
the godess Kintsukuroi
B Maxine.
1/4/14
-R.R.
Copyright © B. Maxine Revolution | Year Posted 2014
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