𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕦𝕤𝕥

my tears cry

as they wash the

face off of my dust

my form crumbles

to the earth

my heart

falls out

calls out

beating out

a shimmery plume of

layers of

joy

surprise

feeling

sensory

emotion

fullness

touch

sky sees

heart shiver

earth echoes

last quiver

of a love once

held there

so tightly

so lightly

and then

let go

trickling

across

the tears

of the dust

of me.