...suggestions? You appear so solemn
and so bare like a skeleton
tree stripped of all of its leaves
from a bitter winter breeze.
But behind your eyes,
I can see your contents
of your spirit dancing
like light, bouncing
back and forth in a
room of mirrors,
displaying a lumunious
soul interweaved
in murky brown irises.
So relase those contents,
swirling and ceasing your
solemn state, carressing
you in an supernova aura!
Become your
luminous nature of a
summer tree-
with strong branches
embellished
with emerald leaves!
I want, you want, we
want to see the clouds
of light and emerald leaves
conceal the skeleton tree.
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