he cracks his neck
left and then right
as sunlight nurtures the optimistic girl
her sequinned handbag brushed up against jaded wet paint
she giggles, notices… walks away green
a dozen fresh pages at fingertips
thunder is a bad heart
a very bad heart
the edge of a guitar
a tough guy’s heartbreak
her heart crumbles like a 2 AM city
awaiting faded sunshine in morning
by mary ann blinkhorn
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her heart crumbles like a 2am city … love it.
blessings ~ maxi
Thanks so much, Maxi. Blessings.
Very nice, Mary Ann. I like it very much!
Thanks very much. How’s the paranormal romance coming along?
I’m working on it. But sometimes I just need a break. I feel like living within that story sometimes.
I know what you mean. 🙂