Saturday, August 23, 2014

13. Pour me in salt

Pour me in salt
Let my bones dissolve
Make me paper
Throw it in the air
Let me drift
With ease and flair
Let then birds
Come and pierce
My fragile body
With their shears
A cry may be heard
No blood though
More satiated
My soul may flow
The tiny particles
Let them get away
Mix in the air
And find their way
To reach your breath
And vein, blood through
Thump in your heart
And last in you
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From Her to Him



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