Bourgainvillea – Onie Maniego (The Paper Drafts)

Maiden rest.
Maiden sleep
On my branches,
Lay on the tips of me.
Rest on my fingers
Like soaked cotton
—plump and heavy.
We will sway with the wind.
In the ticking of the clock,
You will flutter then fall,
But in dreams you will remain.
Let your nightgown
Rain like petals.
Glide and flow.
Slide and go.
Maiden dream again,
Come rest again on the tips of me.

Photo by Amy Humphries on Unsplash
© 2020 Onie Maniego and The Paper Drafts


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