I strain
My body crooked and bent
my belly full
I swallow
And there you are
cajoling my soul
inside me, you are whole
Seedling, germinating
you are my essence
And I am disintegrating
brittle skin, meaningless life
I offer to carry you in my mouth
under my lashes
slumped shoulders
slung arms
safe within the confines of my heart
And from the limits
of my understanding
I watch you grow, right before you sprout wings
and take leave
I watch you,

© SoulReserve 2016

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