This week's words from
spikesgirl58 The words...
Cleave
Ladybug
Cave
Glove
Exultant
Consecrate
Every step traps light,
her legs two candles on a moonlit hill,
her heart unpins like a ladybug in flight.
She is a bird exultant,
no longer in the grip of a gloved hand.
She is a bud in a blooming cave,
a flower consecrated that never fades
Cleave her to the stars who sing her name