Today I took
but just one breath
And imagined I breathed in you
That slight scent of jasmine, orange
I paused to listen to my fingers, bones
Drinking in you
To see the chemical reaction
The taste upon my tongue
I waited several moments
Open
Available to you
As you claimed I never was
And as my feet began to move
Further south from your northern shores
I passed a grove of fruits, citrus
None, reminding me of you
She lost her peace by piece her voice - her fingered touch. A longing growing deep. Blessed in dreams to find her, for a time. But hurried life was distracting and dreams…
Sunflowers singed their holy heads, focused solely on celestial sun, forgetting their need to drink, to wash clean their faces dusty dirt, cool their burning heat, and draw deeply into parched roots.…
She was a careful study. Learning the currents, the resting spots of the sea. Where to hunt the lustrous pearl, hiding under wave and wind. Safely asleep within its barnacled bed. She…
There are a good many things that don’t last forever, and there are a good many things I don’t want to keep, and how red is the anguish of looking outside, how…