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birdy Apr 2022
Convincing the heart
to love
is simple.
But arguing against it,
is not.
birdy Apr 2022
Wrapped around my neck are red fingernails,
their color warns me of what they draw.
birdy Apr 2022
Do you choose not to feel?
Like a hand with a glove chooses to not touch.
birdy Apr 2022
You are the moose on the wall.
Hollow of all liveliness,
barren of all thought.
birdy Apr 2022
Eyes, like a blue clouded sky, raining bright rays of yellow sunlight.
birdy Apr 2022
Plump and purple like a plum.
birdy Apr 2022
The sun kisses the grass,
as the water hugs the moon.
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