you wish up
on a star if
night comes true, then
wishes be
come sun
flowers f
all
ing
light
splashed
across her grace petals
her yellow is not yellow,
nor the gold that is
gold, solid
heart worth its own weight
this is no secret
she repeats sun laughter
she repeats summer seasons
revolving around her
simmer
apparition. a goddess?
never. she
some body specific
some bud special
bless
this world
with her
laughter blossom
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