Pass through me,
Like the chill of fall
Sprinting through
September nights.
Release me,
Like a cloud of breath
Kissed by frost,
Beset by ice.
Fold me up,
A proper napkin
Proper lap
Properly silk.
Color me
A royal purple
In a grape
Fit for nobles.
Tie me down
With wind and fire
Bind my hands
At four corners.
Enveloped,
We are become one
Every soul
In free exchange.
Pass with me.
For with and for you
I am now,
Forever changed.
Thank you for spending time here.
Other Works:
Three Nights in Charlotte
On My Mind
One
Thinking Man's Prison
Starchild
Melt
Enjoyed, upvoted, scary image.
thanks! It was a very beautiful dance performance at Westbeth in the west village. This was, by far, the most gentle of the performances ;)
I liked this poem very much !
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