us in back pieces

colliding into my

fingers;desperate

nuances of my tethering 

soul. pieced by perfection

and stomached by an ordinary

disease- i was the one who

fathomed your real.

i

was

the

one

who determined our

velocity from past healed

goddesses to near moon

temptress. 

abide and bide down

by our river ripples

aligned destroyed

and re-purposed for our

dash between our lit

moods. 

laminate lips seduced

the ocean she birthed

our existence in;

and all the while we

want less we want more

we want us back.

 

 

hawk eyed spine

radiant blue eyed tiger
come hone me in your 
broken tiled bliss:
we are filled with fairy-tails
and hidden by truth and
lies in facts.
come dance with my 
left footed rain and disappear
when i catch your indigo
flies.

stubborn your knees upon my
structured clouds as i break
free from the sun within;
i am your thunder goddess
and i pray to the moon.

i glide by the winded spines
your meditative growth
provided me with.
a slow death of births
untitled and unforgiving
hawk eyed freedom. 

filtered matte paper hearts

bleeding zero intentions
and whole of my magics
i loved you before I married
the idol truths.
salutations abrupt our sideway
morals and a little wing flew by
with telepathic breathes.

stipulated in art;
my home is your peace.

cosmic resistance

with the wrong title;

i cover my book with 

your past in solidarity.

rivers beneath my platform 

sanctuary beneath my

alter undefined 

so much of me has gone by into withering and

stained weaknesses hither 

his falling apart pain;

i am always here to

catch us.