yarning silk to flawless hues
yet your face is moody spring, unkempt
yearning for moon's kiss & blues
observe the shedding of olive skin
obtuse as words you scrawled on walls
offer sage leaves & feathers, & spin
oats & seeds, the wild voice calls
begin each day with tender hands
bathing in light, forgiving yourself
bedazzle with larks, jiggle run on sands
becoming is chaos, off-the-shelf
enter at-your-own risk show, you scrap
endurance with pride, & you also fall
endless times, until you fly without a map
edging lakes, you cup palms & call-
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