Touch
You reached me from far
Landed too strong
Scarlet juice flying in the air
Food coloring from the heart
Splashing in the breath of lost souls
I whipped rivers inwards
My cheeks dry outside,
floods in my pores
Lips tight like locks
I looked fierce
eyes as open
as defiant as my new shape could conform
Mocking the wrecking ball who came to
Demolish
And ended up melting in the heat of my
burning soul
Copyright © Juliana Beaumont | Year Posted 2021
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