Posted in of the mind, poetry

Premonitions

2/16/2019

⠀ ⠀ In a constant state of cosmic pareidolia
⠀ ⠀ She saw faces; cthonic dioramas
⠀ ⠀ In a heartbeat shadows came to view
⠀ ⠀ She saw hearts: hollowed, laden with rue

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ the scent…
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Ah, Earth.

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Hi! I'm Rose. I fancy myself a poet sometimes... But really, I'm just a dreamer- a wonder wanderer. Words are my photo albums.

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