Saturday, December 4, 2021

Hemp

Cupid sat down and lit a candle, shining

In his eyes was the flame, burning 

In his heart was your name.

Black eyelash, FLICKERING 

It's just a LIGHT on a distant hill.

Rubies glistened on her fingers

Her rings told stories and whispered moons

Rummaging their reflections

On the waters of the tide.


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