I trace lines along the echo of your sighs with glass fingernails that cut and crawl like a cat licking your wounds and tasting the sea in your mouth ~ I seek words to seduce me to force my soul into submission no choice but to feel no chance to disassociate to fall back into control these words scar my small frame; my shell of silent whimpers and soft, soft skin ~ The smoke clouds over my doe eyes always seeking truth, and maybe the tears of trees of the sky the only place that has no expectations only the damp earth and the breath of life ~ In the shallow waters the moon looks on a voyeur as I bathe in tea leaves and dreams where we wander together ~ Always always