whisper to me of what you dare not dream feed my ear with thoughts of serpentines one day we’ll wrestle for each other’s love but now we struggle with intensity unclothed 2.11.17
day 40
outside i’m strong muscle and bone yet still i long at times to crumble inside i feel wafer thin strips of cellophane blowing in the wind waiting to be gathered in a confident hold constant and true passion unfolds from the spark of connection. 2.9.17
day 39
as they display their plumage some in brilliant shades they prance and puff their many charms. i lay in wait languid in the range of possibilities to see whose colors do not wash away. 2.8.17
day 38
gingerly she steps on the wet grass reluctant to feel the damp on her paws trees embrace overhead a leaf arch holding back the sun while a foggy shroud softens the edges she sniffs for strangers and friends then marks her arrival proudly searching for the elusive squirrel 2.7.17
day 37
honey drips from my lips and flowers grow around my hips i dance for those who never kissed i sway for those who are not missed 2.6.17 [Image Source]
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