Pretty Hands Maigc 9
A pair of pretty hands with precision
shoot daft sunshine-filled sparks.
Her heated strut creates a collision
between what’s frozen and a wildfire.
Lightning rod with the sound turned on
an interstellar quake…
Bringing about melodic destruction
and that season built for heartbreak.
A moving summer solstice vision.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2025
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