Hover with beating wings flower lover Fleeting with iridescent light meeting Reminiscent the wasp, feeding self-sufficient Stops upon a wild rose buzz your hosp Nose deep in dusted pollen your clothes Fallen seraphim cast away foreign Steam the rim of summer’s cream Skim the sunshine of golden trim Mine the sugary of floral wine Fly…
Salt of My Earth
I lay my heart deep in the earth formed in the hot press of your arms your tears the rivers of veins. I gush with your sadness but I am given life by your joy tasting life’s passions in each season. Trodden underfoot, a desert dies, seeking an oasis in a mirage of plenty a…