In every way the dirt of the earth reached up and soiled her, buried her in its dusty palms. Cradled little cinder, speckled and rumble. It was an envelope to a world rooted deep into the history of us all and she was a part from it. She walked an inch above the sand as though the air lifted her by her armpits and waist. Delicate little dancing cinder. How she burns.
The sensation is like being outside in winter with no shoes on whilst your whole body severs and burns up inside. The blood moves so violently you think that your chest is going to expand so rapidly that your rib cage will snap from the pressure. It’s hard to breath because every time you try to…
Hark the rain in its threatening yet gentle approach. It comes to cleanse away one drop at a time. Like freckles on the earth slowly building to join into an entire body. We are built of water and this entity revealing will connect us all.
Oh loving sky sea, connect me to a heart that yearns to envelope me. My arms are to tired to swim, but in my need for salvation will I be swept away waiting?