Form: Free Verse
Theme: Identity
Subject: Wisteria

Those dreams cascading
in delicate purple flowers
purified by frustrated thoughts
and fabulous habits
like his eyes on a Friday afternoon
before his whiskey kisses
bring me my justice
in that moment of jubilation
found in the satisfaction of sun-fuelled air
breaking the rhythm of the nine-to-five
like a god evoking the haven of his embrace
where the confusion ends
in the becoming of sensuality


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