SKIN IN BLOOM

Written by: nette onclaud



Into the woods, soft leaves fondle the nape * Along a walk bathed in frost of moon pail I bare myself before night goddess’ cape And lay upon the edge where grasses sail ~ ~ While sacred rite bestows a holy grail. * Now, free is my body, my life compass Where stars connect with skin on raw canvas Tracing birthmarks from navel ripe as womb • ~ In pure silence, light meets joy unsurpassed One with birth’s flesh, Soul washes covered plume ~