Blue Cherries

She was the window in which i could see the world
she was the path out of my dark
and into the part of my mind
that danced in color and vibrancy
without fear of judgement.

"I like the feeling of being hungry" she'd tell me

Her past equally as dark and lonely as mine had been.
I pictured her out on the road
walking on the pavement
the air hot
staring off into the distance
waiting for the head lights of the car she hoped would come,
waiting for anything.
What stood behind her would never change.

She more then inspired,
Bright colors
Piercing eyes
Glowing skin.

Such meaningful tattoos
for such a tiny fragile girl.