Her voice is what she was meant to sound;
it tweets and chirps to God's sweet plan.
She dives and soars and then plateaus,
obeying the order society posed.
She's fragrant and vibrant, rooted in the ground.
She invites the hard-working bees with her colors: so loud.
Draw me in close with your petals: so proud.
Bird of paradise, teach me to relay your seduction,
my ladies' (wo)man.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Catherine
Poesia'Lines marry stars making constellations in the dark, yet my line has cut straight through my heart.' An anthology trying to make sense of the darkness in all its forms.
