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Madison Beer
Some silence distend
to inch next her whence
levity rented her seal trend
fifteen minutes to help it mend.
Few blocks from your apartment
a studio where love fell under adz
silently with a faith with talent
lies roiled unpolished summers
weak paints to fit a heavenly head
so flats, stilettos, tape a safe prance.
Some moments should last forever
be the stripes of the ember’s mural
pinky as days we ought to remember
a flight over a beach that panders
the messiness plausible but human
prises my mind to seeing rad black
so floating crocodiles tarrying land
question, avow of lost questionnaires
so under hangar, toupee's wish linger
spreads till it’s a brandish or neither
hitherto a thought pilot’s slow splash
the napalm resides; too heavy a user.
The rest of my pain is failing to give a better acknowledgement. First, I want to give a big, warm thank you to everyone who makes Madison Beer shine. She's like an angel and mischievous imp at times. It's not just her face; it's all the colours of love, lust, and betrayal. She's awesome.
The rest of my thank you goes to my family: my mum, Kathy Hilton; my dad, Richard Hilton; and my siblings. Thank you to my incredible team I include in my X music releases: thank you, Yesjulz, Sommer Ray, and Chantel Jeffries. Thank you, Wolfie Cindy. Thank you to everyone who is a wonderful muse for my humble words. Thank you for another number nine.
To all my readers, thank you. I hope this Collection so far has brought you some favourites.
Love,
Frith
