cherry blossoms

feelings begin flurrying

flustering

fluttering

furying

flying about

falling

as quickly as cherry blossoms

if you let them go

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fresh air

there’s a time that comes

for everyone

in the darkest of night

when all the stars burn cold,

fall into midnight sky

unable to even wink.

the plum velvet curtain

spreads over open eyes

hiding reality behind

that poured over ink

and if not careful

can drown you. 

choking down liquid black

coating your insides

dampening your shine

until you kick and rise above. 

head poking into clean air

and gasp

clearing your lungs

for a new and brighter breath.