Drenched In Orange

small wound #54

First Act: orange.music

Second Act: orange.poetry

Kasu (small wounds) on the left, Ethereal Twilight Poetry on the right

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Drenched in Orange

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I ran through a valley
when the ground shook
beneath my feet

Marigolds
wrapped around my body,
petals
rusting my skin

I walked across the sea,
I felt a volcano
erupt inside me

Heat opened my ribs—
flames poured out

At the end of all things,
I danced
inside the blaze

Drenched in orange,
reborn from ash,
baptized by fire

I prayed to death

Ignited wicks
A thousand candles
Filling warmth
Room shifting
Bending

Orange
Reflecting in her eyes

Skins glowing
Sun on flesh
Heat rising
Ice in shared mouths
Priming a refresh

Passion covered breaths
She joins me
Ceremony.
An
Absolution of sin

I even forgot

I kneeled to death

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Thank you Patty Bee & James (HVR), for the inspiration.

The Year Death Introduced Itself

Burn poetry Prompt by HVR-James

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Every quiet gesture helps.