When her breath pushes over the sky,

Dust flickers over my skin,

Plaster goes flying.

Bone China is so broken.

Gray gone emerald eyes open,

Can you smell the saffron?

My pollen is so rich and hidden,

I lick cumin from my lips,

Red dye couldn’t be this.

My skin and blood and bone,

Moves to fill the cracks.

So human,

I am changed. I have evolved. I am rusty.

Flicking fingers test out new blue veins,

You like?

Silk in water I’m afloat,

Not out of the deep end yet,

But someday.

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