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Smoke Pink Moments

a poem

By Michele NampalliPublished 3 months ago 1 min read

A mini trunk, money tree

sprouts to reach 5’6

branches harden

tree bark texture

grown

from the darkest part

like magic

leaves emerald green

the way it should be

reach for the sun

knocking on a window

hush babe

sleep on the soft pillow

with me

pink, it's pink

and I’ll be your

tunnel vision

for a fleeting

moment

love poems

About the Creator

Michele Nampalli

This space is breath for my sensitivity. The poems come fully formed. I've known for quite some time now that my art is about receiving more than creation...its the most natural way I know to process my inner world. It started when I was 7.

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