eating sunlight then
blanketed in night's cold—turns
gems from green to gold
About the Creator
Kristen Balyeat
Words fly to me on the wind, bump into me as I'm strolling the city, splash me in the face while I rest by the river, and shake me awake in the middle of the night—I’m humbly one of the vessels they use to come to life.
Also, i love you:)
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Marvelous! Sorry to be so late in commenting. I'm behind on lots of things right now. lol
Wonderful!
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Well, that kinda blew my mind 🤯 Well done, Kristen! You get a gold star!⭐