I fall into your
crystalline warmth
structures resurface
long forgotten
kept
Tag: inner landscape
Eyes struck druse
bark cracked back
grief frozen
in structured teeth
carved from light
His jaw held me
from the belly
lifted me
to where stars speak
Crushed stars beneath him.
dangling,
weightless.
Set down
on the back shelf,
still warm.
Drowning,
in devotion.