flying


place me in the mirror
of your heart
where love refracts;
oil in puddles,
birthing a rainbow
on the dirty ground.

you tell me oil is denser than water
and talk me of the colour of the sky;
but i am a bird, i just dream of flying.

después
your head is on my breast:
i’m ruffling your hair like you ruffle my feathers.

physics forget to matter.
gravity is lost.

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10 responses to “flying

  1. Great imagery. . .love the word refracts! Have used that in a poem too!!!! xo

  2. great poem. I love the opening stanza

  3. ‘physics forget to matter’ very clever.

  4. “physics forget to matter.
    gravity is lost.”

    ooh this is very intriguing. your poem style keeps changing, they never get boring or stagnant. i love it.

  5. last two lines are just lovely… :)

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