braids

the fabric of my bones

these places weaving in and through to you

where evergreens whisper, liken their leaves to call

 

in broken trails now enchanted, blushing blooms braiding to my heart

to ravens licking moonlight, in lush romantic song

 

the fabric of my bones

these places weaving in and through to you

keeping you close, keeping you whole

for me to remember, for you to kiss my soul

Blackmill-Gaia

Image by Brian Kirhagis

 

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6 thoughts on “braids

    1. I’ve just visited your site and couldn’t leave comments 🙃…so coming back over here to tell you I love your work! Your Monet piece, I kid you not, you wrote a true story there as I heard from a co-worker as to exactly how her parents met. You wrote it there precisely so 🌟

      1. Oh wow…Thank you for sharing! You made me smile:-) 🥀
        I was having challenges with my account and turned the comments off, but they are back on now hopefully.

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