rhyssa1

the twelfth hour passes leaving the same old empty ache

we are living in bodies we surely never wanted
dismissing every need Ive ever had for touch
of time that could be better spent
looking out of windows feeling
sorrow -
mined from the depth of wounded souls
looking out from the solitude safety of my heart

Shadows lingering in my eyes
awakening
I leap...
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love

I turn to look back at myself
could not hold back the laughter
in inner wings I soar
far from a body held by the bounds of gravity.
beneath me now
recumbents
your breath
a soothing sound
hands relaxed and dangling down
eyes half closed in the shade
you were in that circle of the cloud
in the circle of our blood
time leaves...
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