Wishing Well

Throw me a penny

Give me your dreams

Flavor them with hope

Scent them with desire

I can find things within you

Mold them like clay into forms

Art cast just especially for you alone
Bring the fires that burn late into the night

Candles of lost wax awaiting destruction 

Wicks of what should have been lit

Every fear that fueled melt downs

Living as the moth dancing

This time anxiety crashes

Your wishing well


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