
portraits of light
Sep 2, 2018 · 1 min read
there are oceans
beyond the sands
there is an island
where the palm trees
shake
where her heart lives
in between the greenness
of the wet leaves
in the juice dripping from the red watermelon
two steps into the morning light
your beautiful mouth
full of berries
my lungs are filling up
with rain
my lungs are filling up
with roses
in a wake of a hurricane
she is made
out of seeds
and flowers
paradise birds
and orange sunsets
fresh gardens
blue oceans washiing over your feet
white sands
silver
diamondssapphires, rubies, amethysts
and all things rare
you can feel
all the things
to which her body is rooted to
grass, oak bark, water
the organic machinery
of
loving
and
the perpetual tranquility
of the small rain
squeezed from the clouds
she
smells like petrichor.

