Where Rivers Meet.
All the water below me came from above. All the clouds living in the mountains gave it to the rivers, who gave it to the sea, which was their dying. -David Whyte
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For Me Your Mother
On sunbaked pavement, bare feet.Reverberating from my presence, my last bit of oomph.Surrounding me, a fullness of everything but empty vacuum space.From beneath my feet, a tenderness born from molten milk of your magma.Reigning down upon me, a symphony of … Continue reading
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