In these bones
I travel
and I carry with me
the little sparks of life.
I unearth heat,
take in breath,
I love.
I want
to stay in this skin,
I want it to still be
magic
in the future.
I want you to erupt
out of me
and I want to know
the taste of the sea.
(translated by Leanne Hoppe)
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Author:
michelazanarella (
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- Published: December 26th, 2014 17:49
- Category: Love
- Views: 4
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