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origami/ed acts of understanding
Was peering out at the butterfly bush
we had seeded in view of our guest
bedroom window and an olive
tree that has listened to every evocation
sent unto infinity
these eyes then looked to the sun as
it slowly vanishes into the secrets held
by earth for over 4.5 billion years
and in the background my ears hear
ambient crackling wood gone white, I
am many fragile evenings gathered
in years, months, days, hours, decimal
seconds, existing in thoughtfulness:
a thousand acoustic heartstrings says
”conquer me" and you ..yes you broke
open the bone of my chest; licked
wounds thereof, and as though an
borderless epistolary you nestled against
my ribs
you taught me how to play chess on
the backs of shooting stars
defying gravity and sorrows; my veins
would become your ever-permanent
twill scarf
you've gracefully walk amongst my
inland, lighting tiny bonfires with full
intent on spooning against a dying
heart, making ichor spill hot
Per sensual capital, I'll never forget all
things you spoke, even moreso showed me;
"As your woman, I want to fill you up,
compliment your mouvements,
recite to your soul and show you that
it's ok to lette yourself go, in my arms.. ."
.
. .
Tonight, the moon's perversion knows exactly
where I've buried my fidelity inside you
Have roamed thusly I've drank of their brief breaths before and became drunken .. .but in me, there's an need to turn inaudible spheres inside-out.
I do believe if we are without another's genuine touch, then we are perishable, somewhat extinct, this is why I must take my time and sip of you
-Noire Rose, Quiet my heart - Silence my static
Published 18th Dec 2021
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