I'M Home
The sun Illuminates
Strenuous Warmth
Conquering A Building with barren structures
Green lush intertwining with
Shutters and bricks
The Cool breeze enrapturing
The body to a standstill
Pieces of preserved memories
Castrated in time
Never touched
Mahogany interiors
Wooden tiled floors
The stepping-stones to a new room
To an old memory
The red rusted tin shed
Made by hand
Towered by the
Ethereal fig tree
By the vacant chicken coop
Departed memories
Ascending
The ribs
The chest
The heart
Salty Tears stream
Down my face
I’m home
Copyright © Fullmoon Sway | Year Posted 2016
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