Wedding In the Sky
I married the place where I was born at a second time,
Even today, your chest is still holding,
The vibrations that become intense,
When my hand touches your rim.
You acknowledge,
That we've always been willing to breathe
Perhaps freer among space,
With fire roots around the neck,
Shouted at each other silently of love,
The world has ceased its existence.
I am suffocating,
A distance away from me
The appearance of a different era occurs:
Of being or not.
I let my Vail fall on your palms,
Digging springs on my shoulders,
Flemish to you.
You forgot,
our marriage is bound in heaven,
There is no love on the Earth!
Copyright © Elena Mihalachi | Year Posted 2023
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