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two salty beads. (11.18.16)

I let a single gilded tear fall

and he caught it on his fingertips.

I held back the rest

as he took it, drawing a salt filled heart on my shoulders

then he kissed it away.


His angelic breath

healing me, moving through me;

his spiritual being

leaving little rose petals down my spine.


I shatter.

Heaven’s gates slide shut

wrapping me in his phosphorescence;

The semi-opaque world of life

striking through the twilight of my sealed eyes.

I am unbound.

The last molecule of oxygen

                                                flees from my parted lips;

silk sheets slip away

                                                in the air, they momentarily float

                                                                                                                 fold, like the feather of a dove.

I am illuminated.

He holds my head against his chest.

A little dew drop rests on my lip,

 a single droplet of sweat,

that concentrated proof of the love that we made.

Thank you as always for reading and sharing your thoughts with me. I love to hear your take on my poems and see if you make connections that I may not have even meant when writing or find the ones , the crossovers , word usages that I did use on purpose.


-Wishing you the brightest of days,Eva

” Me and the pen, we are one. If its ink would cease to flow, my ink would cease to flow.”





I am the author of and am currently working on a book of poems. To find out more check out my about me page as well as my page about my blog and welcome to the ink angels community.

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