seeking the difference

your love could never nourish me
we're made of different mountains
and formed of different land
perhaps the unique curl of your smile
the smell of your difference
is what drew me to you

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i can feel the pain that comes from knowing i am broken
i am human
and my life is whole
at last i can see
these experiences are inseparable

this rejection

i can smell the smoldering edges of your heart
casting heated lines across your bodyscape
you carry this rejection like a hot coal
it lies there - golden and toxic
my sweaty palms anxious to sift through the wreckage
is there a way to ease this agony and sop up your pain?

honey...tongue

i can't forget your honey tongue
it pours into me like a childhood memory
the edges are rounded off as in a fog
i pound out the miles and breathe deeply into myself
and into you
wondering what it meant
or could have meant
had we given it space to grow
i'm watching this connection slip away like a snake into the night
the forest is filled with your scent
and yesterday's emotions
but my sweat is already dripping into tomorrow
i'm stepping forward
toward a new breath
and perhaps a new honey tongue

quote from a friend

"I am begining to think that many of our thoughts are not actually true-they are just the beginning of stories. We see the world as we are. Reality is what we experience."

-Hannah Brandt