she’s a perfect storm
-jar, leaves torn from her own ghost
-journey with a twist-curl-skip-melt-spill
from whisperwindow s(t)ill.
she’ll giggledance you a new
shimmer-spark-song-dawn, the long
-drizzle-spring of shadowballoon.
her rose-petal wings echo-breathe the sound
of open cloudbreeze, lull of bubblegrin
moon. her greenest scar’s a c(l)ue.
A second Q44 for dVerse. This is the one with all the words. Come play!