Sun Shadows

Sunlit tree-lines over-passing,
A new joy uncovered,
Heightened by the taste of your lips,
Your hand around my shoulders and hips.

Sullen songs trailing in the distance behind,
Bursting sparks consume deep coffee eyes,
Like a clouded blanket lifted above,
Free flexibility, a newfound love.

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Montanaman · M

I stand against the cosmic Latte colored wall, my left leg crooked up behind me, holding my stance-

Watching, like a chameleon- I blend in with the stains, unnoticed.

Bored of all this hum-drum ho-hum, I'm ready to leave this poetic dance-

But she catches my eye...

She is not like the others- thinking to myself,

- asking myself why?