A motion that is as fluid as it cellular
Tender in moments of exterior fractures,
Density spirals create collisions till arrival.
I abide to a form that hold no disguise
I disintegrate. Inside.
Held to entail my frail wells
I become apt in my softness
I become bold.
As notions dissolve
Dispersing to erupt a ceremonious love
That blooms once I understand the complexity of my youth.
Reality is sincere.
Creating fantasies of cosmic parallelity.
A figment of possibility,
Is my sanctity
I change to see
That I am as malleable as my beliefs.
As truthful as what cannot be seen.
Peculiar feelings are conceived,
When my form is like the sea.
Changing with every gush, of the breeze,
Every tide, a root within me.
What is true?
What exists between the old and the new?
A thread .
A souring kiss grounds me to exist.
Remembering that like chocolate,
I can be as bitter as I am sweet
This is the memory of what it is to be,
A form like me.