~ Tree inside your Body ~

Have you slowed your legs into slow stride,
here in the coals of nights, wet fragrance eases the skeleton, remembering like the tree inside your body
evening sauntering quietly down lingering into your senses.
It’s the night which calls this quiet into your bones,
it is the breeze lifting an unseen birds wing if you listen,
it is this displacement that leaves a ripple in a moment.
it is the nock unlocking knocking antlers of bucks
under the ornament of moon,
the trees in our bodies filled with tourmaline acorns.
It is the tree in my body, adores any sense that touches skin,
It is the tree that holds the stars infatuated within,
it’s the distance between heart beats,
remembering with the tree inside your body.

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