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bliss.

i wake on sheets as soft as flower petals, tulips and tiger lilies pressed against bare skin the day tastes like orange blossom and amaretto, sunbrushed summer exploding on my tongue and there is no waiting for love see, i prayed for heaven, and it was delivered, all...

sunset to sunrise.

i stood beneath a shivering sunset, wrapped in the soft brutality of its fading light i listened to the night life heralding the coming stars, and i remembered all the wishes we’d made from cold balconies on lonely evenings, all the promises that were whispered even...

hidden things.

everyone has secrets hers are buried in fields where buttercups weep because the sun hasn’t graced their faces in far too long everyone has stories hers bloom along the lonely river, beside the winding road, on a path of stardust lined in daisies and dandelions...
i am under her spell.

i am under her spell.

i watched her waking from hibernation, neither ghost nor girl but hovering somewhere in between, a born wildflower drifting so i taught her to dance in rays of sunlight, to run beneath the rain and now, she is anointed with energy, illuminated from within she goes up...
dip-dyed prose for darkened skies.

dip-dyed prose for darkened skies.

messages transported by a knot of sparrows across the spectrum of colors we ride on the backs of a birdsong and melt into the fire of tomorrow, souls ablaze in the flashpoint  of the words we were too afraid to share we’re crossing lines and time zones  as they swim...