Thank you for the tag Sapphra

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To be slipped against my waiting body,

you led me into the steam—

a deliberate, silent invitation

where the air turned thick and the walls dissolved

into a shimmering, white horizon.

I am a person of the inked words, of "grass and stars," “my brain-to-speak” broken…

as the water broke, the only heavens I saw were the constellations cinched around your peaks, tracing the heat of you where the sun and moon collide in the morning dance.

There is a hardness in the way the pulse hammers

against the ribcage when you are the one being taken—

the surrender of the leader to the storm.

And then the softness:

the way the spray turns to a veil,

the way your hands find the jagged edges of my silence

and smooth them into something fluid.

I am finding myself again in the echo of the tiles,

in the questions I don’t have the breath to answer.

How do I tell you that you look like dawn breaking through a thunderstorm?

That the light here doesn’t just bend around you—

it embraces you. As my eyes do.

Let the world outside believe I am changing

under your crest.

Let them think the poet lost his edge,

his sharp tongue,

his rough hands.

That he spent his last word,

bled out his last hard thought.

But now I drip when I throb,

a slow molasses fall,

nectar and honey mixed,

thick and deliberate,

pooling beneath the fountain

like Mother Nature’s quiet spray.

Because your time slows me.

Under your honeyed gravity

the water gathers

at the curve of your jaw

before it falls.

And here,

in this enclosed, humid universe

under your stars and sky,

I am finally learning the language of the quiet.

I’ve been soaking in these Mother Nature themed thoughts since you tossed us into the atmosphere the other day Sapphra

I know my last line may not be the best opener so you can all pull my last line of any of the others Fiona Bridges Vianne Armour Ashes Of Love Poetry 🔥 🫶🫵Kry5tyn🖕🫵