full
full of grace
i forgot how to draw
in this dear moment
the trace of her chest
anonymous is her skin
cartwheeled over and over
by the loss of her weight
someday she whispered
my chest will be traced
my neck will sparkle
and the sudden holes in this belly
will move and move
sea organizing the flesh
giantly waiting
where you die and live again and again
My God, Mari–you are amazing.
Oh Susan I smile when you recognize me as this. I have always considered myself a simple woman. I do think what spirits me is the wise one. Hugs to you and yours,thank you from this far island.
beautiful depth. thank you.
You are most welcome. And thank you so kindly.
simply beautiful Mari
Thank you Roxie
A remarkable write…but that is where you always shine your best! Very beautifully expressed my sister!
Much love to you and yours, thank you..
Erotically beautiful. With the heart of a genuine soul…
GREAT Mari.
Thank you so much!