Today, cold seeps from my insides out, the frigid rain warm on my skin.
JESSICA WILDELavender lullabies whispered into night skies, remnants of galaxies cradled closely, as you sleep sweetly, time slips away and so do I.
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A wooded winter trail awaits, no footprints pressed upon the snow – a path I dared not once to take but now – I must go.
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When rules don’t make sense, ask questions, break barriers, rise above it all.
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Lost journals are steps back home, like the mending of broken bones, like scars that act as patches to my soul, like the measurement marks on my mother’s wall that show just how much I’ve grown.
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And the world seems just a little bit warmer, and the sun shines slightly brighter than it used to, and the days pass differently than before, and time is no longer stuck in a loop.
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Loving you is like breathing in freshly fallen snow-baptized mornings.
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I am fierce yet fragile – cradle me with care, I can shred your soul, light you on fire, or send you into the dark abyss – the difference between us is – I wouldn’t dare.
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Wouldn’t it be enchanting if pixie dust and fairy wings could fix all our broken dreams?
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You break everything you touch. Why was I surprised when you broke me too?
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Expanding like the universe, I discovered galaxies within. To break glass ceilings: Breath in trust, exhale doubt-beckon bravery.
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When winter withers – my bones begin to thaw, my lungs crackle as they expand, and the blood in my veins start to flow and I awaken from hibernation – hungry for happiness and eager to let go.
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My mind is not my own. I don’t recognize her when I am alone.
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Your laughter sounds like a galactic symphony, your eyes shine magic like Saturn’s rings, and your golden hair flares like the sun. I smile as I rock the universe to sleep and sing of stars that twinkle deep within your dreams.
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I am swept beneath your current – it pulls me in, and I don’t even try to swim.
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Misty morning welcomes me as I wander through the trees – calm amidst the chaos of distant memories.
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Underneath the stars, the weight of living dissolves – releases, breathes, be.
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