Bloodstone

Icicles point
blank my heart
nailing my soul
to my spine

bluebirds
no longer
echo my rainbow
smile sublime

an eclipse of lunar
clouds ascent
my strawberry gaze
beneath a dusk

initiated sooner
than expectation
and prediction
stroke of luck

ink is free, so...

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