portals in your eyes
take me to soft fields
where it smells
like after rain
where it glows
amber and you
blend right in
and somehow
are gone
mustering up the
electricity to feel
something
the calling
the cocoon
the nothing at all
digging for an
opportunity
not to search
but find
and then
lose
thinking about
washing
it all away?
watching
it all away?
float like my thoughts
wrapped in
a blanket of cloud
making u-turns
around stars
wishing
it all away
I flip a coin that lands
on heads
and drink
from your well
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23 Dec 2020 Leave a comment
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