like porcelain shavings

her skin began to crack

like a feather floating on thin air

she's losing strands of silken hair

the mirror spits back 

all the qualities in which we lack

like needles in our eyes

poisoned with vain lies

she savored the quiet moments 

devoid of conversation 

the sound of still breathing

the footsteps that followed him leaving.

the closer I feel

the further you fade

the more I crave

the less you feed

so I chose not to need 

a single thing..

will there ever be a solid bridge built to cross..?

a river below, to toss our fears away...

voices muffled, as she sank deeper

yet no hand reaches.

sunshine streaks through the surface

the only warmth you'll get

engulfed in cold fluids

& a heart weighed down by loves disillusions---

many reminders of what could have been..

all alone

she knew it all along..

Strong yet gentle enough to hold children when they greet you.

Skilled fingers that know kitchen tools to cook yummy foods,

and crafty to complete heart blissing projects.

Beautiful hands, even though there are scars staining the beauty.

Each scar recieves a tender kiss like you kissing the tears away.

Strong, beautiful but worker's hands.

Pride and honour held in the palms.

.....................

The universe holds me,
Gently in it's arms,
Lovingly, with the grace of angels,
Stardust sprinkled upon my tired brow.

The universe holds me.

The universe warms me,
Kindly, with it's luster,
Blankets of billowing clouds,
And whispering winds that feel cool
Upon my heated beads of sweat
Sustained through growing pains
And open wounds.

The universe holds me.

The universe morphs my human frailties
Tenderly, like swirling colors of the rainbows
That shine their golden mist upon the greenest hillsides,
Donning light upon the flowers on its rolling breasts,
Transforming solid ground
To birth the dreams of cherubs' quests.

The universe holds me.

The universe holds me,
In darkest night,
When life has left and all is withered,
Dreams, once shining stars of fire
Now turned to ash by life's demands,
I wake to find the universe,
So devotedly, tucked safely in my hands.

1:02 AM 5/27/2013 ©

Me detengo, mi taza de las manos

LIFTIG mi cabeza hacia el cielo

la captura de la gotos de lluvia. 

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