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Feeling Calico

Posted by anabrie on 2011.02.08 at 00:31
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Tags: calico

She travels
like cinnamon on spiced breath
following filigree roadways
and lacy dirt paths

a runner in the sun
feet caking in mud
hair a tangle, all tumbleweed and rust

She's spring, and summer
but mostly fall.
Blooming and radiant and falling into hibernation

Smells like warm lavender
and smoldering wood
or a wiccan roast of potpourri

When she speaks, and it's not often
but when she speaks --
the afterthought of imagination
when you're waking from a dream
and grasping for that final kiss
or last embrace.

She's not foreign, but she's exotic.
Unusual colors, her own culture.
What I wanted to be;
she's me, but more.

Author's Note: Explanation here: my dA