Screen Shot 2017-01-19 at 5.28.12 PM.pngMy skin breaths.

The universe whispers.

The darkness is electric with stars.

Endless energy pulses through my veins.

I am alive.

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a black starless sky

a bottomless lake

and a woman with no soul

dancing in the darkness

skin sparkling white

with stolen starlight

 

 

 

 

 

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I am living in a fairytale:

where you are mine and I am yours

where we walk in fields of flowers

beneath skies of brilliant color

and swim in oceans that glitter gold

 

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but somewhere I know the stars are falling

somewhere the quiet song of ending echoes

somewhere I am already alone again

Miracles

In the attic

she kept

a locked box

heavy with the

miracles

she needed

so that reality

won’t paralyze her;

a piece of the ocean,

aquamarine and shimmering,

with mysterious life,

a blue heartbeat .

Fragments of a rainbow,

that drifted in soft swirls,

and the songs of angles,

like echoes of dreams.

Every time she needed it,

a small sun expanding,

warmth next to her heart.

Until she opened the box

and miracles became ordinary

the songs of angles lost

and the sun inside her dead

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