courier (20160816)

that weight on my shoulders
it is no feather
nor unbearable

i will carry us

carry you
carry me

through brambles
through flame
through disaster

i will be the disaster

so will you

we will not emerge
but we will emerge

i would fit you in my pocket
if i could
you already fit in my heart
in that spot between my shoulder blades
where our wings emerge


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Daily Prompt: Carry

7 thoughts on “courier (20160816)”

  1. With a love that’s heart wrenching, no one emerges unscathed. Thrilling words — especially the last few words. Are you as romantic outside of your poetry?

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