Tuesday, May 24, 2011

oak of my core

in my feminine flight i smell the oak of your core
your branches beckon me to rest my wings
i land safe and fold in to nest and restore
your stability soothes my weary soul that flies afar
your earthy scent brings me back to my centre
you grow tall as i spread wide to bring
a harmony that coils up to enter
our hearts to explore
the leaves and feathers
of our skin

tg

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