Ascension too fast
Lungs explode before tongues meld
alive once again
Fine pointillism
clarity from a distance
planets at the edge
Shout hallelujah
frenzied oxygenation
salt water on lips
Accelerating
behind us time looms ahead
wrapped implicitly
Love again refrains
adrift on sunny sandbars
palm fruits, dates, acai
We are young again
stellate beings thrice reborn
twice kissed we are alone
Two swimmers azure
water beaded sky blues hope
refracted visions
Before words we were
nothing, pointed subtlety
essentially stars
Will never lose me
mouthed indistinguishably
there underwater
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Archive for January, 2024
My Christmas tree stays up until the spirit of the season leaves me. There are years my tree doesn’t come down.
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How wonderful that
should anything stain,
‘twould be a berry
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