Saturday, May 6, 2017

Vibrato

elegant chain of sweet
dismal sighs sweeps
drops of honeyed heat
over moon-singed sheep

harp on this perfectionist
spell-check your sky
signals a flick of the wrist
baits cerulean eyes

it feels better now
the wilting the fasting
it goes down easier now
the flutters never lasting

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