Salty Air~ at moments I feel pure light flowing through the air under my fingers it carries with it moistened mass as I touch my cheek wet, salty air begins to pool that are not mine yet I love them honored that I can shed them I let the flow begin let it collect in my eyes I feel the weight as each one builds I am not crying yet they are there they build, amass to a teetering volume they carry a weight a melancholy I feel the depth of them as they liberate themselves from your own souls confines yet they are still bound to my eyes with a wet salty trail slowly they peak out relinquish their little bedsit glide down my cheeks collecting, resting for a moment in the corner of my mouth in need of breath yes breathe deeply my soul is strong enough I taste your saltiness honored life sustaining salt given freely it is beautiful and then for a moment they free fall from my chin moistening my collar bone traveling over my heart to the tip of my breasts to disperse into atmosphere life sustaining salt left as the gratitude for shedding your tears giving you a soul filled breath I feel pure light flowing through the air under my fingers ~Angela Hardy angelahardyart.tumblr/post/42003838874/salty-air-at-moments-i-feel-pure-light-flowing
Posted on: Fri, 09 Jan 2015 17:11:24 +0000
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