Sweating sin off my skin
While sunspots are blooming on my eyes
Blooming on maple leaf tapestries
And I watch in waiting
For them to go up in plumes of red and orange
Smoking swirling life like
With the sound of mad giggles
Curling in fits of jubilee
The air just as crisp and burnt as cigarettes
Ashes coating my eyes
Wind tasting sweet like gold
About Me
- salsa_estrella
- Another carbon based life form, who spends way too much time online.
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