Believe in something -
The dust that makes us up scatters,
Black silt and shells bleached like bones,
Every secret that could wreck us
Trampling over the tightness in our chests.
It's all a rush -
Every little part of this
That scrapes against our hearts
Like that moment between hymns
When the air is incense and bowed heads -
The silence of a church.
But the truth lives in two worlds -
Body and spirit lashed down by sheer will
And your roots buried in my heart like a tree -
Speaking through skin
And the press of fingertips,
The night easing the burn of our words,
And we, held together at our foundations -
Arch and drag -
Spine and all tethered to light like rockets.
No words - and you're air -
So temporary it hurts.
Shooting stars spread across your landscape,
And our shadows write history across the sky.
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Author:
CindyB (
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Comments2
a most wonderful write CindyB.
Thx 😊
I've never wanted a flow like that to keep going on! Thank you so much for such a beautiful deep expression of emotions
Thank you! What a lovely comment 😊
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