angel dust of words

angel dust of words

the chaos that grows like a lover inside my fifth heart chamber probably the sky filled with lemon birds and rain and a smile of the cyber doll that's you

tongue by tongue
whose aubade
parting in the morning

veredit©Isabella Kramer




first published on weird laburnum by Michael O'Brien, 5th May 2021


2 Kommentare:

  1. __ United tempos you've written here, Isabella! _m

    Morning songs
    as such birds sing of sunrise
    different tempo

    1. warmest thanks for your kind response and lovely ku!

      Hope you're fine and healthy, dear Magyar.

      best regards.
      All the best.


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