I know we’re only three days in, but I’m recoicing in the doing this for three days. Tomorrow, day four – another day – another challenge.
I meandered azure plains of gold and mountains majesty, ‘Till stars of white scattered thoughts with pride for myths that never were. In search of harmony in indigo, turquoise coins fell from the sky, Tendril green wove between my toes, As golden rays turned orange. Blood flowed, draining, tightening fingers gripped my knees. Still I waited for the healing balm, The kiss of lips denied,so pink my heart broke.
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Wonderful poem, Kathrine. 🙂