sometimes she yearns for the person
who was painted in her mind
the soft
kindred person who wandered through
lemon grass and poppy seeds
then she remembers the flames
the fires that came from your breath
burning it all to ash and cinders
-burns
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Thorns in Elysian Fields
PoetryA collection of poems that embodies themes of Greek mythology, growth, revival, healing, and love. "she tasted stars between the cracks of her teeth, wondering what it would be like to devour the universe."
