Cami*Star Poetry

Wordless….

Jul 16, 2016

Her mind drips
onto paper
as heated
wax meets
its wick,

Wordless.
Speechless.
Mute.

Her hand catches
sweet drips of
symbols as her
liquid wax falls
onto her lover,

She is a fume,
dispersing-
vaporized
flames
    to
       Her
            Anthologies

-Cami*Star 2016

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