Belonging- Candice Daquin/The Feathered Sleep

TheFeatheredSleep


Though I am tired and these bones are not

As green and supple

When you take me in your arms

I am both

Weightless and rooted

Looped through you as

Nimbly as young dancer

Soft as ribbon

Deep as water

Flowing

Your nourishment

My salve

The stars could abscond

And if you were there to comb

Stretching into universe’s surround

Finger by finger

Stroke into stroke

Moving against the other

As light is extinguished

Gently we fold

Close in sleeping lotus

Each the echo

Each the sound

Of belonging

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