Apology | Thought #06

As my shadow began to soar On crescendo of silence When my deed wronged delicacy Yet you preened on your fragments —now— I surrender my futile skin To our love tho' picking scabs Shall she butterfly flaw her wings And trace her path unto my lap Prompt included : Rdp-thursday – preen

Thought #05

Dieting on dangers That follows the feast Aching my quads From yesterdays squads Hard to resist On sugary cakes As she stares Right through me And my transparent fridge Oh my ice cream Where you hiding? I think I heard you Screaming my name From deep freeze .. There you are!