a lane of yellow led the eye🌛 [𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙮]

🌛- 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛.

you move like water sweet baby sweet waiter
making the night smile to no one you cater
silent wood worker from midnight till later
my lover my laughter my armor my maker
the way that i feel with you is something like aching
inside of my stomach the cosmos are baking
a universe hung like a mobile
the alignment of these planets unique
in me the earth moves around the sun
no land all sea
water world
sun chaser
tropic of cancer
southern equater
i'm the crying crustacean
sunbathing on paper
moon.
let's rewrite the beginning of this primordial ooze
shall we my love
am i being brazen for saying this year makes me feel
like we could've wrote it better
than him?
but who am i
just a girl in love dreaming on paper

– elizabeth woolridge grant
(1985 - ).

– A'🌻