a wordless song

I let my arms reach up to the sky 
and my fingertips graze the sun 
my wordless song 
painting feeling 
onto the canvas white mountains 
in this moment 
I am everything
I make the stars twinkle when I laugh 
I make the moon beam when I smile
and I am nothing
I wear a cloak of darkness,
shadows twisted to fit my form
I walk on quiet toes 
my cold feet unadorned 
my hands shaking 
from the nervous joy inside
as to you and only you 
these secrets I will confide
as the clouds cover my fading light
and my arms fall back to my sides
I sing my wordless song 
painting feeling all along the mountainside
with rosy cheeks I breathe my hopes into being
with curled fingers I craft my dreams
and scatter these wishful seeds
across the cloudy sky.  

 

Inkpaw

VT

18 years old

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    Thick with salty tears 
    And full of grubby thumb 


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