Tuesday, October 20, 2020

Melt














I realized 

one day


I could

melt


and bend 

with

time


I could 

change

silently

in

a thousand 

years

or 

instantaneously.

 

A sizzling red 

can become 

a soft white


Rolling waves

and curly winds

can be solid

while wild storms

and 

hot caresses 

can

whisper

what once

they were

or are

now


Offering

my skin

a drink

of 

the night

to come

and the

coolness

of the morning too


I too

hold

a history

future light

a place

in

wild now


No comments:

Post a Comment