Our Skin It Sighs
By Strataic
Hessian chains unbind--
Us.
And we lay
Coating names
On clouds.
Tilting titles with
Rainbow scents.
I leaf blackthorn-
Mythology to
Fungi tears; weeping moss
From stone.
Though skies smudge--
Empty.
She shows me the softness
Of bramble.
As we hold a song of siren sighs-
Silhouettes pulse art.
And I tingle lightly
In caring flames.
Although almost never speaking.
She forms white-wishes
Inbetween my heart; my head.
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Copyright 2014 Strataic
Published on Saturday, July 5, 2014.
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On Sunday, September 10, 2023, carlosjackal
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Lovely, lilting and softly compelling.
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A former member wrote:
Mysterious expression that I cannot explain how I understand. But I do. Yes. Just...yes. Always intriguing, you, but this is truly amazing. Each note perfectly-placed. You make this look easy.