sometimes she forgets
that fireflies have lights
inside their belly
little tiny
bright
lights
she shoos them way
walks her tightrope walk
forgetting her maple hopes
sticky
so runny they were
so runny they ran
far to the icy sloped
diamond caves
oh they can wait
it's
quite
alright
they still hum like little bees
she hears them sometimes
when she sleeps
1 comment:
Oooooh, I love this!! Love, love, love it! And I sooooooo feel it! Especially on days like this! August, come sooner.
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