my sister—
your love was as soft
as the morning rain,
our conversations
too innocent not to be beautiful
and when we locked our arms
and pressed our ankles together
to walk through a river of puddles,
the world was right,
our dreams, tranquil and endless

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 7, 2020

everything sets at the window

like; drips of moon ink,
the lingered scent of a summer's day

the pleasure of a romantic moment
our smiles, wet with rain
the song of— time in the bottle

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 12, 2020

just a few moments more
under the plunge of thunder
and the moonlight,
holding your hands
and tireless affection,
reflected in your eyes,
knee to knee touching
quietly paralyzed in you and
the sound of lake ripples,
crashing

let this be our most
delectable eternity

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 28, 2020

here lies my love for you
in the rise and fall of
the splashing hues of each wave
that moves you and I

here lies my love for you
in the moon that emerges,
naked in the distant hillside
where our souls meet each night

December 4, 2020

here lies my love for you
in the still morning,
the wave and the sail,
the seamless dreams
inside my heart

here lies my love for you
in the chestnut scented air,
the wood fire in the sands
and seducing warm grains

December 4, 2020

here lies my love for you
in the quiet mist,
in the mysterious light
of painted snow-dust tips
of the forest pines

here lies my love for you
in the ravine gargle,
the hidden tomb of
the waterfall
and all of time
skipping through December

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 3, 2020

for a moment, i can feel
the weight of your wings
between the palms of my hands
i can imagine the struggle
you've endured, yet still
sing your blue-bird song
and when you slip your feathers
through the strands of my hair
for a moment, i can feel
we are two small souls, connected

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 14, 2020

the morning sun
stitched along silk lines
of lavender & rose,
the zen-kissed stillness of
moss & late blossoms,
their perfume rises
to a breeze in her hair

from farther in her garden
he trembles as he watches
one flower near another,
the poetry of her beauty
catches in his chest

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 9, 2020

life has special meaning
and notes between music
it has deepness and mind
mystical translation
to the eye and ear

when we are [especially] silent
it moves us...
in wordless ways
beyond extensions
borders and walls

we quiver, arch and feel
     lightness

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 10, 2020

what my mind approaches
what I tilt my head to
and my hands reach for—

all the beautiful things
preserved in their truth

spring in the flower,
the fall of the leaf,
the rays of summer
and white canvas winter

precious things I pause to notice

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 14, 2020

I will sit a little longer
with my hand pressed
between these pages,
white thoughts

and every moment passing,
look at the bluebird
bearing the beads of sunlight
God's granted

my soul will stir
[in you]
until I am dust
slipping off into the breeze

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 6, 2020

it was a late summer evening
& here was the ocean
as ancient and measureless as our time

here was the dome aglow,
moon shadow on our faces
one shade closer to the colour
of the pulse between us

& here was such a night
I knew I'd love you
beyond this lifetime

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 8, 2020

knowing where to go,
light sweeps ashore
& curls around our feet

the wind-brushed clouds,
mountains and sculptured maples
so close, the lungs inhale them

I'll find peace, where peace lies
in sky-drops of rain,
& in wide bourbon-coloured eyes
of small wood creatures

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 5, 2020

it is a matter of being touched
by this freedom-heavy sunrise,
a matter of feeling like a blossom
exploding into the smallest quiet pieces
that melt into this velvet blue moment
in the universe and—

I don't want to wipe this dreaming
from my eyes

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 29, 2020

the sharp scent of
a fine memorable season
fades through the spaces
between trees and evergreens

we return to climb the hills,
one step at a time,
look down at the perfect
assorted treasures-
the farm field and small churches,
children chasing puppy tails,
the harmonious life

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 27, 2020

our minds are mesmerized,
and our hearts pressed so close,
you can not slip a faint breath
between either beat in our chest

time pauses around us,
light dims itself in glory
and nothing else breathes
for fear of this will all
evaporate and never return again

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 25, 2020

late Sunday afternoon
we walked on the edge of
the cricket shrilled
emerald pond

heavenward, the chimney wood smoke
curled in the near distant air,
we talked in softness
so nothing felt disturbed
just the moving of our bodies,
lovers mirrored
on a Sunday afternoon

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 19, 2020

such is the beautiful company
of the meadow and mountain,
the radiating heat of sunlight
on my bare feet
shadows that never shout
nor ever despair

but all these burning moments
in autumn's turning colours,
I think how lovely
walking through the grass,
a day would feel with you

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 10, 2020

I remember everything
between walls and doorways,
every picture hung on small nails,
every breath we took
shoulder to shoulder close

the echo of footsteps
heartbeats
quiet dances
the happy flowers in our hands

the labour and the leisure
of every day I've ever known

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 10, 2020

I hear the steady heartbeat
of a thousand lovely memories
that reach out of the past
& form on my mind
while everything grows older

I long to return to
time that had more life
had more layers of meaning
then these lonely days
by a window, sun-soaked with rays
of lonely sunlight

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 16, 2020

when the night simmers
the stars play an orchestra
of light and heartbeats,
and I envision you
behind your French glass frame,
stretched out like a dream
with bare ankles, crisscrossed
bone to bone
and your fingers so fare,
pressed between sepia-edged
love letters

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 28, 2020

On our face
the summer sun
to no surprise,
we know contentment
along this wooden way

We slowly press
our feet in the grains of soil
and hold hands, tightly
to the measure of this day

So then, happiness perches
in the center of our soul
and in between the light

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 16, 2020

the sun
yes, the sun
in its fertile golden glow
slipping between doorways
and the lace curtains,
to kiss your bare feet,
brush the heat of your tears
and collect the memory of you
in its sun-drift way

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 5, 2020

while the winter winds howl,
whip movement between branches
of maples & pines in the distance
-
i sink under the heat of your fire,
the pressure of your hipbone
pressed so seamlessly,
that no prayer can tell us apart
-
and the winds howl
to the gleam of our movements

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 28, 2020