L.T. Garvin

In the strawberry-hued

fields of youth

you sat there

painted girl

with flowers in your hair

lavender swirling

in the sky

with soft fury

Princess, they said

with cat’s eyes

and porcelain skin

fancy finery

subtly gazing


peering upward

watching clouds

melt into castles

Such bounteous flowers

heavy adornment

a passion princess


a free and easy


Fields of flowers and finery

draped in illusion

Princess Rain herself

melts away

even as her hand

slips from your

unbelieving grasp

Wrath’s dagger strikes quickly

before the evening storms

shutter the fragile future

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