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rulers.

rulers.

we reign in the dream sea, the waves crashing into us in random synchronicity as we call them home they recognize the salt living in our bones, the breath of oceans roaring in our souls we sit on thrones made of sequins and stars, dressed in crowns of precious coral...
mornings can be magic.

mornings can be magic.

sunrise paints the sky with a breath of poetry, all cantaloupe and mint and the same misty morning blue that lives in your eyes we speak in silent languages, in wisps and wants, in feathery clouds that flutter gently against your skin, in silent pictures etched across...
she is summer.

she is summer.

summer always reminds me of her, the feel of line dried clean sheets, the smell of strawberry rhubarb jam being made in the kitchen along with fresh bread and fig cake with pomegranate i wait by the window for the june rains, the heat ushering in wistful memories of...
watch her glow like the moon.

watch her glow like the moon.

glimmering gold and lavender love pretty pulses of healing, starlight infused into screaming veins, hope shimmering across the universe of a soul whose only ever known how pain bleeds, peace radiating through the home of bones too familiar with agony there is a...