We laid there touching, tasting, holding and slowly as she rose above us I began to be able to see the deep nourishing wells of grace that you so honorably allow to form and flow over from your eyes.
I've never watched the sun rise this way before. Under sheets and blankets through windows above our bodies. I love you, I love her, I love how we all feed, nourish, and support each other.
Your flesh so milky white, your eyes so deep brown like the bark in the woods that my fairy heart was birthed in. Your hair soft like cotton just birthed from stem. I love the space between your heart and your solarplexus where your bones cave in and form a little crevice in which I can burrow my face. My nose fits right in the hole. I can hear your heart well where. I can hear her singing to me of home. Budump...budump....budmp.
The sun is up now and it's time for things to get hot.
The flash of serpents heads
as double helix forms
we climb each other
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