Shapeshifter
Liquid
you pour from my hands
porcelain
sculpted on my window ledge
flesh
warm on my stomach
pain
your anger claws my skin
music
your internal roar soothing to my ears
laughter
tickling me with your antics
beauty
obsidian slivers dilating on emerald green
kaleidoscope
forever on the move
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