Under my tongue
sits the world,
dissolving
slipping down
the back
of my throat
I can feel it
growing
within me
oceans roll
through my veins
leaves sprout
from my fingertips
deserts and prairies
bloom in my eyes
and we are radiant
Under my tongue
sits the world,
dissolving
slipping down
the back
of my throat
I can feel it
growing
within me
oceans roll
through my veins
leaves sprout
from my fingertips
deserts and prairies
bloom in my eyes
and we are radiant
Beautiful ❣️
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