The tears I cried for us
leave me now
feeling I have drunk
from our love
*
Eyes wet, throat drenched
now sated, I remember
what it was
to have been so thirsty
*
The first thing I lost
in my losing of me
were my tears
those tiny secreting cells
*
Yellow canaries
their silence
singing of the death
that was to come
*
They died then I died
So it goes
*
Just yesterday my head crested
above bluest waters
gasping for air, for life
first breath, lungs inflated
*
Long months, scouring
I found again those ducts
placed my mouth fleshy upon them
breathed them back to life
*
And now, I am alive
You will not take
my aliveness from me
It is mine
*
I birthed it, my groan
labor, screaming delivery
Now it is bone of my bone
flesh of my flesh
*
Now my tears glisten
and I know I am alive
my eyes wet with life
salty, golden, divine
*
About the Creator
Sarene Arias
Tantrika, hands-on healer, sex educator. Weekly titillating wisdom to your inbox at orgasmic.substack.com. Contact and services at https://ko-fi.com/sarene


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