Lillies

If I slice my heart open, you will see flowers sprout and roots sewing the pieces back together gently and softly. If I turn my back to you and offer up my spine as a fishing rod, you will see feathers nesting in between my bones. If I open up my palm and reach out…

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Salt.

There is something very poetic about the sound of the waves crashing against your skin, wrapping you in prickly sensations and thrusting you towards my reaching arms. I revolve around my own spine and untangle my legs to make room for yours… you smile, the sun reflecting off your eyes into the horizon, your shoulders…

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Goodnight Moon*

I watch the tide rise up to shore And sand fades away with the rush While seagulls fly into the horizon And the sun is dimmed under the sea   I tuck her in and hold her light Looking for a brighter day But as the moon rises into the sky She whispers dreams unconceivable…

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