Language of Essence
from the depths of my being
Saturday, July 28, 2012
wedding weekend
A framed picture at my aunties house,
I looked at many times:
deep blues,
emerald green & sunflower yellow,
a purple that brags brilliance
fill in a simple skewed drawing of a lady.
"For the longest time,
she would only fly
when she thought no one was watching."
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