Lysiane Kouakou (Canada) published:
Yes, I know it’s odd,
But maybe it fits just right.
It’s just about every ounce of her -
Just one that can’t find its way out of a stuffy home.
There was a flame to dance with:
A cheap ceiling light.
Illuminating as the sun
When darkness stole the outside.
Night came alive, day left to die.
Windows opened to kiss a light breeze.
Of course she couldn’t resist!
6 months ago