the chrysalis
broken drought
silent rebellion
ghosts of the living
atom to the planet
girl called novella
superhumane


affinity

the sun’s heat is beating hard on me
these parched lips are cracked, bleeding
salt’s on dry skin where the sweat has run
my throat longs for the water she brings

she’s the church without walls
she’s the wealth, this vagrant’s gold
she’s the wine i’m thirsty for
she’s the friend i long to hold...

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daylight blinds me out on this highway
runs to the wells of her deep spring eyes
though my lungs are threatening to burst
i’ll walk the way the song birds fly

she’s the seed of a promise kept
she’s the morning light of my reprieve
she’s the rain that fill’s my heart
she’s the wind that breathes through me

and time…

time will tell me

of this dreaming




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