• Vol. 05
  • Chapter 06

Kissing the Pink

In the pink, on top of the world, Ma
The shepherd’s sky is my delight
And I can almost touch it,
Reach out to pluck the rose
Blooding the world
As its petals drift down
Confetti flakes congealing
Into a blushing pillow
Waiting for me to close my eyes
And fall into that final sleep