©2023 michael raven
patterns scratched across my bone runes & other lost you held my hand i still held sunlight piercing thick clouds warm on skin as it all begins with ropes & wrists at the edge of the world, sea crashing below, your eyes painted kohl bone between & sharp colors dancing no snow & sieidi first flowers for our hair the low songs sung hand held & shadows mirroring patterns scratched across bone
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