Shaking Tongue - Poem by Luna Malin
Shining, unfortunate glass.
Inside an Iris blooms...
The shaking space twitching between her hands, glisten strong.
Protecting this flower and it's fragile moments of clarity.
Indescribable invisibility, strength bold and outlined.
Here, in this mind moments bend but only for unfamiliar paces and shape into hourly faces.
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