Poem : The Art Overlay

Poem : The Art Overlay

mermaid

The art overlay
The girl I crave is made of glass
Perfect fragility
I look into her eyes and see adoration, reflected.
Fuzzy tape burn teenage angst in an oyster shell
Pearl of a lover, treasured.
Perfumed providence
Siren, I crash on her rocks
But I’m dancing not drowning.

Waking to see her propped up on my pillow
Real life becomes a dream.
I dream on.

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