Work of Art

As dusk stretches renting day to night,
My head, dreamy from liquid clouds of heat,
Floats in rippling colours while
My hands on the wheel slide
Slowly to six o’clock.

Fresh white flashes
Invade my oblivion
Illuminating tawny memories
Spiraling to escape.
Laughter reverberates
Echoing metal’s collapse
Embracing my legs, hips, chest, arms.

Weightless, my shadow
Melts in the remnants,
Baptized and blessed
By a brocade of airy breath and rain.

A newly sown soul claims my spirit
As her own.
Emerging from the mist she imbibes
Drizzling drops, imbuing senses and
Rendering me timeless.

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