Burnished Morality

Photo By Keem Ibarra Four feet met ground,¬†Swift air made friendsGiggling sounds dissolvedin dreamy castles & catchingends of darling rainbows.Wore too-big a dress,Matched with a red lipstick.Tucked carefully behind ears,Pretty pink garden blossoms.But caught soon was innocencein conventionality's snare.Accusations rushed inTo corrupt a child's laugh.And Happiness withdrewas Silence reigned years.Burnished morality of lovedestroyed something precious.Now... Continue Reading →

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