intimate layers…

her soul lay dormant
under the fallen leaves
a slow decay of love
with years gone by

wet cold mud saturates 
her bones and yet
every so often 
rays of the sun glistens 
atop the leaves

she can feel warmth
her earth spirit
begins to awaken 
her fire heart resonates 
a embedded beat
limbs slowly unfurl
yearn to stretch
and as suddenly as
the sun appears
it slips away again 
hidden behind the 
canopy of trees

her moon comes dark
stealing her light 
hope dissolves 
the intimate layers of M
living once again


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