take my breath, too

Need to take a break. Feeling twisted up inside. The world is draining me of any sanity i had left but grateful for this beautiful painting that drew my breath and his generosity to let me combine it with my words. The poem keeps expanding. And changing. But for now it rests as is. ❤️🕊

fated splash

boulder or pebble

matters not

heave the edge

saturate the salt rock

interwoven crystal path

we walk upon

take my hand and lead the way

where hearts rest in peace

Art Poetry

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