by Pippo

Strong feet 
That danced so soft
Over the suns lost voice.
Controlled and emotive.

Soft voice 
That could gravel and stew.
Colours of a thousand flames.
Pheonix crashing brighter.

Bleached and brittle i rested ashore 
surrounded by shale and shingle
until your embers touched my bones
and rested there forever. 

Laughter.
So much laughter
Sits warm within my soul.

Year: 
2022
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