tagNon-Erotic PoetryElemental Things

Elemental Things


Each evening,
a little more marrow
dissolves into shapes of a dreamer
who swims into twilight talons
of wood creatures,
rooted by the hillside,
gathering birdsongs and butterfly wings.

They tangle and weep through their hallowed ground
within innocent saplings, as if daring to hide
glamour from the sun.

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