Rooftops
nightfall gleams across her skin
a golden cachet of marbled light
satin lifted from the skies in her hands
brushing her hair up against the moon
scaling blank walls with no end in sight
flowers grow on her back in the arches of the city’s timbre
quiet laughter escapes a set free soul
until rooftops become her playground
loneliness, holds a sort of comfort
hugged by the wind
the extravagant silence
-bella
Rooftops
nightfall gleams across her skin
a golden cachet of marbled light
satin lifted from the skies in her hands
brushing her hair up against the moon
scaling blank walls with no end in sight
flowers grow on her back in the arches of the city’s timbre
quiet laughter escapes a set free soul
until rooftops become her playground
loneliness, holds a sort of comfort
hugged by the wind
the extravagant silence
-bella
