Splintered wood crackled and popped.
Splintered wood crackled and popped.
Every candle lit with intentional love.
I am fevered of His love.
Red amaryllis, giant-stalked, shooting up toward the angels...
The creative heat between your wings, burning up, consuming the air—
Petals in flame, worn, pressed to the endless womb.
Saliva activating sound, crackling, magic’s embrace behind lips and teeth.
Spinning fine sugar into in joy meant.,
I learn to speak.
The arrival of newness burned into me— an experience worth learning and growing in.