shameless beauty

Listening is the

Cue to your heart’s unfolding

A silent gateway to being reborn~ Becoming its

Own garden of seasons~ Untouched within a haze

Of time~ I would stand here behind the curtain

Of your eyes~ My slipping silhouette a sweet

Scented breath~ The bending refraction

Of your night within my light~ Why

Must we be stillborn within

This prism of life? Let

Me touch you

~Here~

Where

There are no

More mirrors to reflect

What can only be seen within

The tunnel of eyes~ Racing directly

To the heartline~ The pulse within the

Bounty of your blood~ My finger print

Against your tender swell~ To press

To my lips some kind of eternity~

The sanguine seal whet

With a promise of

A different

Kind

….Leila Fortier

the shift in illusion…from wide angle to macro…brings not only a new view, but a new objective world….not a shift….but a new truth…there’s more than one reality…

how many truths do we hold? how many contradictory? navigating the translucent & authentic limitlessness is tiresome if we always frame it around our existential loneliness…..but give in to cloudlessness & abandon those truths….we are free….

the vanishing point

In one second the laundry & in the next, flourescent pink fish. Your soul is a deep purple coral reef your body no different than ocean~ limitless, vast, full of deep emotion. When spirit becomes unveiled & the great soul revels in the deafening chime of dark & foreboding earth, you will know the triumph of will, cloudiness, & forgiveness. The heron has made her way among the palm fronds to fish & you are the wordless remembrance of virtue, cherries ripened in light soaked orchards & picked to rose your cheeks, giggling dolls~ crumbs, quills, quails and cabbages……Anna Roach