angel
you can hold me
I am soft as thunder
to the touch, and as wide
you can drink me
like rain into your veins
and when your leaves spin in the wind
that is my soul inside you
dancing
you can see me
dressed in my essence
in clothes of light
and you can walk with me
hands cupped like bowls
clothed
only in your breath
in front of God
I am soft as thunder
to the touch, and as wide
you can drink me
like rain into your veins
and when your leaves spin in the wind
that is my soul inside you
dancing
you can see me
dressed in my essence
in clothes of light
and you can walk with me
hands cupped like bowls
clothed
only in your breath
in front of God
posted by Yes at 2:40 PM
4 Comments:
Stunning...
What a picture you paint with words~
'you can drink me
like rain into your veins
and when your leaves spin in the wind
that is my soul inside you
dancing'
You infuse those leaves with your spirited words. I think I will be watching those leaves more closely, wondering who's spirit is in them at any given moment.
mayden, mermaid: Your comments are beautiful, and make me so happy!
I hope to trail the spirit wherever it may lead...and keep you posted...
clothed
only in your breath
You've pared everything down to the essence of connection. Lovely images, as always.
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