rise from my chest!
ye word of words,
climb your way out of depths
on my ladder of heartbeats
pounding crimson and milky
through ancient shingles that once used to channel
earth’s magmatic childhood.
claw your calligraphy around my pulse
and let your sine curves imprint my breath
as i’m exhaling you over blank scrolls,
ensanguined –
my quill, eager to witness your rising,
has yet to taste your shape,
forged eons ago from sand and salt,
now to be revealed.
come pave the minds with your echoes –
and free my heart!
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in core verbum sanguis meus fluat (lat.)= within word’s core my blood flows
Such a beautiful verse...You have touched my heart with your magical mind and pen. Dorothy A Poet Who Loves To Sing