Monday, 23 October 2017

latitude breathing

and never go back
to backwards accents.
let's prize our heartfelt
empties into accidental
bleeding walls. let's lose our
intentions and regain the rained
on smiles. determined to
hide under your inspired night
sky i have already begun to font
your beautiful breathing;
my oneness to life.
my spaces between
holding my breathing you
in
and out.
 
 

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...