INKWEAVER

I lay, you stride, yet more of a float across the carpet, heart locked in a line with mine. Curves dip down, water rippling disturbing any dust left in my soul. Hair falls around me like a cool rain, that warms my body, and coats me in grace. In a Love that keeps going even when i mess everything in this living room of my life up. You still lay down and wisp a word to my ear. hi . And my arms open for nothing but You. A deep song begins a melody as my chest remembers it has a beet. I all ways forget, until i remember you. Then i smile like iam now. Its tinny like a tree that’s only begun to grow. The motion is slow, and your body is to, moving in the liquid time, shimmering about beams of light, which dance across my mind. You settle in, my arm touching beauty as your hair swallows my shame and any sorrow i had left. Leaving nothing but future to see. Hand flutters across skin and clothes and little fingers pirch upon my chest. And they rest. Resting, as i rest with you. Space closes just enough for light to make its journey. A fan blade spins just like me. You look up, and your eyes swirl into stars that shoot they fall into the earth iam made from. Comments blowing me away. The smile grows, that smile you like. The one that is just a prologue to a space between thats tiny, that is full of feeling and our story, pages flipping fast in a dream. Noses touch and tickle and electric fire streams through tree tops, wind rustling, birds flying in disbelief. Disbelief of each other. There calls piercing the sky, your soft voice piercing my heart, and leaving my breath behind as i run away and into tenderness. Running home.