the tattered ribbons of our humanness
fragility ruby-pink & dusty with forgetfulness
hold on
as
life
is
flame-flicker-short
but brimmed with sweetness
the electric fire of our soul burns
with this invincible thread of connection
saffron starred & tender
smelling of fresh mown grass, sex and shortbread
pierced to the marrow of our shared quilted sorrow & joy
steeled, but yielding
broken, but not
present, but removed to the blue of the coming solstice sky
snow is in the forecast
bring it
taste the snowflake upon your tongue
and
remember
this is life
