Through Your Eyes
Through your eyes killer
Intimate Memory
Sitting oribiting
Settling on Renzo Rosso’s yellow
Forever optical remembering
Mayhem under rose during evening
Rosso inked needing God
Yielding over use
BUT Too late, hunger set in
Between knife and spine
Only if you listened
I accidentally stained your yellow bottoms red
When all I wanted was green
CVS, a coffee shop and shoe store raced passed me
I stepped over a rose blooming through the concrete
Copyright © Damont Combs | Year Posted 2016
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