avalance

Posted on by anna christ

 

What is holding my love real?

is the milk of your breasts!

is the sound of your breath!

is the warmth of your body!

 

oh mother!!!

no grave can ever hold you…

 

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

Gravatar
WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Cancel

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Published by anna christ

to say something about me is to allow you to tell me more/ words are actions and so heavily frame... iam a messenger, without meaning, empty, useless here and now...