that sacred motion

[prana]

unplucked heathers sit distant
minds turns bare upon melting frost
twins bitter and hushed to carrows' clutch
diligantly watch them grow and trust
to wade bitterly of imperfections
to whittle secrets of tense treasure
to craft a means to that end
and flay homeless deeds with your eyes
you're right, there
you're right there
and I am that breach laid bare,
still sultry, uncommon,
a lapse in disguise,
you the tether, me the tie
those things watch us slowly die
and litter bliss into the sky
waves entangled, packets mangled
dosage done, it sure was fun
stand aside, steed
we fell our own to witness
we slither through burnt pages
we scale the same tide that stands upon you
without us though, it would never fall

[Sylph ish]

great title.
"and litter bliss into the sky" i love that line

[sylvanlightning]

There is so much texture here, well done