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Bluelighter
on becoming
she fell from grace
under a deep purple haze
dreaming
of dreams
and fragments
of a life lived ever
so violently colors
swirling and wishing to taste
the furthest sweetness
of the candle's flame
if only to be denied
and recognize
a thief's worst nightmare
getting caught climbing
over the walls
transgressing the serenity
of glass obscured
by their lies
and becoming a vision
of floating
into the sky
coming to there
escape from this cold
and to realize
to touch
and hold
that brief velvet
moment
when contemplating screams
is never enough
and her body aches
with flushing
discontent
warm from its nearness
and she is falling
again
becoming softly quiet
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~our imagination flies; we are its shadow on the earth~
*vladimir nabokov*
she fell from grace
under a deep purple haze
dreaming
of dreams
and fragments
of a life lived ever
so violently colors
swirling and wishing to taste
the furthest sweetness
of the candle's flame
if only to be denied
and recognize
a thief's worst nightmare
getting caught climbing
over the walls
transgressing the serenity
of glass obscured
by their lies
and becoming a vision
of floating
into the sky
coming to there
escape from this cold
and to realize
to touch
and hold
that brief velvet
moment
when contemplating screams
is never enough
and her body aches
with flushing
discontent
warm from its nearness
and she is falling
again
becoming softly quiet
------------------
~our imagination flies; we are its shadow on the earth~
*vladimir nabokov*
