Summer night’s trip

Listen as you read!


The tickled hum kisses my breath,
until an everlasting dream. 

The flowers tattooed on my skin
the truth seeps from my tongue
a smoke sweeter than others
violet eyes as big as dimes.

Then they all came down
just to leave us all alone
tricky hands shadow mine
we walked unto the hidden path.

Follow me, I said jumping,
follow me where the moon lays
on the glowing rocks and
whispering trees, follow me !

She had a dad and couldn't go
unless she wanted to,
she stood there waiting, waiting ...
still I fluttered there.

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