Rose petals for breakfast, and rain showers, my new beauty regimen.
The current of feeling, movement, and surrender, spirit carried in motion.
Rose petals for breakfast, and rain showers, my new beauty regimen.
The symmetry between us— magnetic.
As soon as Your name is on my lips, with every breath I draw nearer to You.
My skin sings alive with the air this twilight.
Heart in my throat— thick as a globe of light rising up to speak
Blood itself is a jewel of garnet wisdom—
The scales fall, flaking from my skin, revealing a pinking softness beneath.
I am all of me—refractions of light joined, the center of the wheel, healing every spoke of my soul.
Clouds, their condensation water streaking from the sky, dripping ecstatic lullabies across the grace of nature and my face.
Kiss-drunk. I lean into mouth and lungs— heart to heart, chests thrumming a song to each other’s want.