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by Alexis Marie

She blind sighted me
hit me with a wave of

an extraterrestrial beauty,
an angel
–eyes so brown that for a moment
i thought i hit the ground;
completely taken back,
taken by her hand
out of this world–
on the-smell-of
pink roses,
the air she keeps inhaling
is the breath she’s had me lost.

©Marie Meyers