crystallized drops
in a soft-pause-halt
before they melt and seep,
the red flower blooming
in floating maroon
down mean streets,
gravity aims and pulls,
tracing the pathway
of veins made victim
while garnet stains unfurl
over pale white
(she chases a free fall feeling)
– ashley jane
This feeling it is strong
makes wanting to go down
and also wanting to surrender,
feeling alone like in a ghost town
but something not to forget
and always remember,
One goes down
and bend the thighs
to take momentum
to jump very high.
Thank you for the kind words 💜