Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
  Apr 2018 liz
Lora Lee
slipping past my bones
deeply over the rim

nightfall liquid rushing
through the crown
of my head
eyes wide, a-glow
            with new vision

Yes. I will meet you there
in subconscious phosphorescence
pools of knowledge
forming between
the feather weight
of our lashes

wait for me
for I am floating
stellar-dipped arms
feeling the particles
the soft space between our
eyes, aligned

let us receive each other
in astral ease
a rocking delight
of non-physical
until we can one day

Next page