The trees fall away
I’m left with stars
and bodies merging
Clasped hands and
Throats stuffed with scrolls
We dance and drift into spirals
He searches my mouth
I search his heart
This is the life we choose
Separate but together
-Separate
A place where you can be human.
The trees fall away
I’m left with stars
and bodies merging
Clasped hands and
Throats stuffed with scrolls
We dance and drift into spirals
He searches my mouth
I search his heart
This is the life we choose
Separate but together
-Separate
Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with. View more posts
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