santan flowers
santan flowers border all
around my household, like gargoyles
protecting a home, sharp red petals
acting as thorns for evil spirits.
santan flowers stringed in a crown,
like a veil upon my head,
falls down on grey asphalt,
like forgotten fallen swords.
santan flowers border all
around my household, like a lighthouse
leading me back home, small red petals
guiding my journey’s road.
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