contritions of the phoenix zine june, 2016-updated | Page 19

forcing gravity with you

i want to harvest wind , pluck it out of the sky, put in in a jar and tie it up with a ribbon

your love smells of honeysuckle, sage and lilacs blooming in maine in the springtime rain

i want to dive into the pools of your eyes, swim in your thoughts and bask in the light of you

the sweet moonlight of your soul that is brighter than any star

when i see myself reflected in the lake of your being, in the windows to your soul

i am beauty

i am worthy

i am your’s

i am goddess

i am dancing for you to the cadence your laughter and light and love

you wrapped my body in a rainbow and your breath

without hesitation i submerge myself into the cauldron of your purity

overflowing with bubbles, lavender serum and the ancient wisdom of innocence

and i am each time born better than i ever dreamed

you impregnate me with happiness and a childlike fortune, a swirling twirling spirit

you make me believe in the unworldly

hold my hand, lay me down on the green grass under stars created by the passion of the holy

we call in the tides

and

whisper humanity into perfection

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