Day 3
The firebird
The colours spread like petrol on water,
the glamour only microns thin.
It's a feather on the wind, a longing
caught in the corner of your eye;
the lie of wealth and beauty.
© Ceri Lloyd 3 April 2020
The colours spread like petrol on water,
the glamour only microns thin.
It's a feather on the wind, a longing
caught in the corner of your eye;
the lie of wealth and beauty.
© Ceri Lloyd 3 April 2020
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