a fresh pink silhouette
adorns my flesh
like the rim of a lunar eclipse
as my little wonders awaken
my privelege to drink their poison
trembling in voices etched in the madness
forever an island washed asunder
twinkle as a sun sprinkled wave
upon an eddy
piled on yesterdays----- shredded with a kiss
like stains of virtue
dripping from my palate
as debris soaked in tide and tale frames
harden and dry into clay visages
sculpted by me in the image of your
smiles
by ritt