
Sunshine lifting the mind
to the edge of the bodies
and the edge of the night,
I am no longer waiting for
the sky to turn, I am turning.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees

Sunshine lifting the mind
to the edge of the bodies
and the edge of the night,
I am no longer waiting for
the sky to turn, I am turning.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina