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.

heat beats

heartbeats in my palms  with tiger sky skin and tanned eyes with red clouds.  heaven sent another angel and Zen breathed again.  love slathe...