Raw Earth Ink

beneath a blanket of stars
I dreamsqueeze full soul-yearn
lift my eyes to the dome
lips quivering, a whispered prayer
heart-vision tugs
pulls the words right from my throat
I-love-you’s like wending ribbons
greens and pinks in starstream
weightless I rise, freedom-firstborn
rain on my cheeks, looking east
I fly and fly and fly

tara caribou | ©2021

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