April Abigail

Rookie (East London)

Red

Beautifully pretty to me your are
Mind and body, substance and aesthetic, books and flowers, you and you

Eyes play silhouettes of un-routined consciousness
keeping me staring, engaged and diluted in your presence

Your hands are alive in my mind all the time, I never forget your touch
Touch becomes a feeling and feeling becomes an emotion
Transmit through interuniversal planes of abode in your grasp

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