spiced with powdery charcoal soot
& Wrapped in a glossy wooden flesh
Spilling onto
crisp notepapers
words into poetry
& poetry into puttery scribbles mesh
Imprinting with its tootsie smudges
Expressions of vulnerability, magic, tenderness!
The setting sun filled the sky with orange, but when she looked up from her room’s window, the sky appeared grey. It was a cold, winter ...
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