Ethereal

between shifts of light

spirits give bird's wings

to ashen bones

thin-spun

to drift

eyes catch, glide

private dance, slide

landscaped laugh lines

come alive!

make this

emerald kingdom

mine to settle into

held affectionately

enough of a moment,

sweet, willowy

warm breeze

teaches light,

reaches dark,

kisses soft,

naked shoulders,

shivering,

spellbinding,

beautiful

trickery

of slight

hindsight

teasingly

mastery

of hold

unfold

so easily

wrapped, breathless,

twisted to come

slowly undone

weaving shifts of light

through blind flying,

elevated cloud-woven

thoughts of

liquid heaven

you can fly through

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