A Villanelle to Palo Santo

Send me your white smoke as I set you alight,

Calligraphy in the air swirling unending into circles;

How they bend, they break in my mind sight.

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Black fibres around you holding the ashes, I fall into the embers light,

Orange, bright as I blow, you dissipate mental hurdles;

Send me your white smoke as I set you alight.

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Spring up from your fibres, let me inhale your woody sweet notes tonight,

Give me hints of citrus and liquorice, wrap yourself around the hairs in a swirl;

How they bend they break in my mind sight.

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Shield my mind from the past, oh the future? bid me respite,

And let me hold your body in my hand, as though you are my world;

How they bend they break in my mind sight.

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You know the feeling, the hurt, the battles I fight,

In your absence I seek to slow down the wind, that whirl;

How they bend, they break in my mind sight.

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I turned into smoke, I hold you tight,

You cleanse the air of the darkness, rolling it away like marbles;

Send me your white smoke as I set you alight,

How they bend they break in my mind sight.

A/N thank you so much for reading 🙏🤗♥️