Gloaming by Jaya Avendel

Gloaming
by Jaya Avendel

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Cuticle hearts shine behind your tears
Lanterns on a fog-shrouded moor
Twelve bullfrogs under the stile
Regurgitate the symphony of their childhood.

The stars drip low on static
A dew-frosted peach offers itself
Leave crimson black lipstick stains on the high curve
Eat only half the moon.

Edge’s blur into the horizon
Walking the galactic ridges of your breasts
Feet dampened by silver pools
You lose shape to shimmer.

Pomegranate particles chime at your ears
The book of love turns a yellowed page of its own
Accord. Creamy paper. Blank. Ready to fade in the sun.

Moth drawn to beeswax smoke
Gold-dipped wings pull you down gently
Twelve bullfrogs under the stile
Regurgitate the symphony of their childhood.

@ Jaya Avendel

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