From and from
and going towards the Heart Above.
0 Comments
Who will hold my hands
my water strong, and like a boat, I am your breath.
Raise Your Head
and listen a little with your lips . . .
Harp Strings
I save my drumming for harp strings, drumming only of porcupines. Flutes and harp strings are drums.
Breath
Breath, you could end up giving food to eat.
Frankincense
Your fingers are something of distilled oil.
The Back Slumps
and roses in the flesh feel new.
Is it okay for me to love you?
Because I would keep telling you a million times With you, I will only care.
Lady Liberty
A secret follower, salty stars. And everything is the same: OBVIOUS AS HAVING ORIGINATED AS LOVE
