Wednesday, 23 October 2013

Us

backless clouds altered
through thin air and curled
intuitions. I am not afraid
because I am told I am
trust I am promise.
I can breathe I can sing
I can dance without my skin.
I am yours I am his I am mine
I am no ones. I am everything
that everywhere cried for.
belonging does not matter
In your emptied eye;
home is waiting for the
rain.

grieving greif

bountiful snow with stagnant silver wings and baby steps leaning us forward. i have been in this attic before and the leaks were distancing ...