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paint – my life

i lived in a black and white world.monochrome, i saw only two sidesof the coin – never the ends and never the folds. to me, myself was the combinationof the ugly from my parents,of white scars running deep through black souls. but, if i was the cracked, uneven sidewalk,you were the bouquet of flowers blossomingContinue reading “paint – my life”


when the sky clears uptrading gray skies for sky blueand the brisk spring airskips over your tongue,purple, pink, blue, red petals unfurl,slowly,sweet honeysuckle filling the airwith the heady scent of beautyuntil the petals stretch outto its neighbors,gently touching hands,as the blue skies turn darkerand the petals retreat,waiting for the next morningto blossom again