in those shadowy glades,
[where his little black puppets
dance under my lucid skin],
delirious skies finally fall.
with their sinking
sun dusted shadow-flowers
devoured by sea.
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astropoetry
Poesíaa collection of my poetry... note: very cringey. also some poems are really short.
delirious skies
in those shadowy glades,
[where his little black puppets
dance under my lucid skin],
delirious skies finally fall.
with their sinking
sun dusted shadow-flowers
devoured by sea.
