Distance summons a small flame
Igniting
Inhaling
Dragging a glow that beckons
Thoughts a contrast agent rushing veins
Escaping
Exhaling
Dayglow Pollock dripping skin
In shadows cloaked as companions
Suspension of grey smoke visions
Violin strings tripping under finger
foresight
Splayed angels camouflaged in pachysandra
height
Sun ablaze a world away
Spinning
Parading
Man of my moon feed me right
Nourishing
Vining
Blooming
E.A. O'Connell
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