Colour me phoenix
alchemize the grey ashes
turn sunset to drawn
redraw old potraits
sepia-toned memories
need an artist's touch
pastel my dreaming
draw cirrus like lace curtains
across past chasms
subtly shade by thoughts
blow across my canvas mind
southern summmer breeze
Brush my empty lips
fill the void with soft crayon
fingerpaint my soul
tatoo my starred heart
animate this wasted skin
colour me phoenix.
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