she’d rather be standing barefoot on soaked concrete
offering a strawberry from betwixt her teeth
so she may kiss his smile
while the sun sets behind the skyline
making murals glitter with broken gutter glass treasure
children know
the importance of delicate touch
smooth stones rubbed by
rain water rivers
they remember the scent of corner store gladiolas
mixed with clove smoke from the hippie girl’s exhales
whispering wishes for sun showers
fruit and flowers
thankful she has found her treasure
in his delicate touch and the kiss
tasting of strawberries
Swedish fish and Coca- Cola
on summer rain soaked lips
About the Creator
Majique MiMi
You can call me MiMi. I’m a Brain Aneurysm & Stroke Survivor & Former English Professor. I write to stay sane, and to keep gratitude in my Spirit & Praises in my mouth.
Check out my series starting with Hood Ornaments
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These are lovely words
Lovely & loving it!!!💖💖💕