Grape Cheyenne

Burning beauty, outlook cloudy
Thick red lips, ever so pouty
Quivering confidence cowers

Search the haze for clarity
Possibility giving way to maybe
Overcome by her physical flowers

Run, fall, crawl
Door, floor, wall
Emotions introduced to gravity

Tired, sleepy and weary
Lackadaisical and dreary
Inaction implodes the cavity

Bits, pieces, and scraps remain
Nothing resembling anything humane
Burnt out grape Cheyenne

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