Sizzling heartbeat, the step,
walking inside twilight forgiveness
I fear not a velvet grace
that keeps on getting deeper
no yearning can fly now
no voice can be heard
I am still,
as underwater dreams grow wings,
they can't speak yet,
their songs ring louder with each puddle
each fall, a resurrection
each mirror thousandfold
passionate love.
***
A marsh of feelings,
young and old,
meets fingertips,
the touch
sends lightning through my veins
I sense, I know
and yet
I'm only one still standing,
a ghost, a bird,
a moonbeam.
***
My friends used to hold hands,
tell me
the way to reach the moon
was to pour spirit in each cup
offer the wind a sip,
a dream of grass blades
in the dusk,
swaying with tune
unheard,
known all along.
***
Gate opens, and my steps
ring once again
on pavement with echo of love,
doorbell my song,
answer the call,
visited by a spring
that never ceased to bloom.
***
I can grow sunflowers on mountains
with you
I can be anything
and thwart
flight of heart longing to surrender
dream of spell cast
at midnight rose,
dark greeting.
I can turn time away
from you and me.
***
© 2022 Amy Christie
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Amy Christie
Passionate writer and journalist, striving to create meaningful connections.
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