blooms of her hydrangeas.
~~~°~~~
🥀
Her scenic
shadows
that which
poets long
to pen on paper
the luscious mess
that becomes
her gilded ribbons
the wet icky glitter
that unspools
after her freefall
nectar of heaven
like how an
anemone is blessed
by the sea of its
imprint...
🥀
Her scenic
shadows
that which
poets long
to pen on paper
the luscious mess
that becomes
her gilded ribbons
the wet icky glitter
that unspools
after her freefall
nectar of heaven
like how an
anemone is blessed
by the sea of its
imprint...