A Young Poet Whispers to Her

Crochet me a blanket of soft grey and blues,
Goddess, wrap me in blank paper:
I will follow the second star to the right,
And leap.
I will go to Neverland, you’ll guide me,
And jump.
No time for the future nor timelines to imagine.

This time,
for us …
… spills.

Drink up until intoxication takes us.
I smile into your ear a whisper,
My breath teasing cheek down
One heartbeat, leaps…
“How soft it is to lie naked in your arms.”
One heartbeat, jumps…
“We’ll soar above and silence this storm.”

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