Calloused lilies sprout into the cold air
shaking off their scales.
A moment of clarity, before they give birth again.
mercurial joy.
I find myself asking questions from letters,
gluing them into hexes upon myself
growing sentences and growing light
that hides and shivers and runs
before it can fully glow.
My stars prevail.
oh, that fleeting warmth,
I want to melt within the safety of the universe
and inhale the light
so close to the tips of my fingers
ever tipping
further away
Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 11:23 PM UTC
Calloused lilies sprout into the cold air
shaking off their scales.
A moment of clarity, before they give birth again.
mercurial joy.
I find myself asking questions from letters,
gluing them into hexes upon myself
growing sentences and growing light
that hides and shivers and runs
before it can fully glow.
My stars prevail.
oh, that fleeting warmth,
I want to melt within the safety of the universe
and inhale the light
so close to the tips of my fingers
ever tipping
further away
