Friday, January 06, 2006

06

You are a breath-puff
real, bristling
surrendering to rhythm

Forsaken once
Rediscovered
reckless,
spotted: distilled

A fragrant sip made bubbles out of me

So feeling certain clauses out of closure
So birthing:
Life
Lived

Brimming on a gospel song
sweet wet air
sweet
refrain

Only days forming, fomented
moments like dew-- neat bundles
hanging
in potential.

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