Gleam? Poem by Jacob Underwood

Gleam?

Gentle softness of apricots grace my legs
As sugar glues my hair like a whisk of eggs
Laying a net through the waters of French grey
The lull of sleep calls from each cerise sway
Mirror of mine showing peace with spindlelegs
The white ceiling gleaming into a white stray
Is it sweetenend peace or have i found the dregs

Saturday, June 14, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: water,fruit,sugar
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