between heaven and earth: bodies wade through the summer shallows
Tag: monostich
deep within the forest where the quiet stream has had centuries to shape the creek
summer’s fire lights the gentlest of petals like a wick counting down to the end of day
dusk: all gazes lead back to you
i think you deserve another round of: you are just so beautiful today
come to cradle with warm limbs: silence fills the empty side of bed
dreams: of spring’s serpent whose gaze is the cool and calm of sapphire blues
pulped wood scattered as apology to the limbless tree
even on calm days the sea carries a slow continual motion of current that grazes at and worships limbs without bias
pray tell: would you still fear the deep gods if you had been shaped by wind and salt
