Watercolor

My world is watercolor
this body lies somewhere
tangled in the reeds that weave for us, splendid fascinations
I'll show you my sunwashed sky, if you promise to chase away the rain
I'll lead you to rest in the cool grasses of my rivers edge
And bury your aching bones beneath my warm sands
Come, stay with me awhile
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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