Red Bird

A starseed in the shadow of the moon

I tasted the dew on your lips

and now I’m forever thirsty

 

But when I cry, I fall like rain on plains

and settle in the cracked earth

beneath your soles

water to fire, still we smolder

alone

 

Carry me in a red bird’s breast

 

You nest in the walls of my womb

 

9-22-18

 

 

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