carolyn

To feel your skin,
To place a kiss upon your cheek,
I would scatter myself into a million pieces,
And take up with the wind,
Just to fall again,
And tumble from the sky,
Hurrying towards the earth,
Eager to try,
Soak every bit of you,
That is dry.

Do not hide,
I am the water,
Falling from the sky,
I am the mist,
I am the dew,
Always flowing,
Back to you.

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poem written May 14, 2021 
audio recorded by CarolynM8ri3 at home on March 27, 2022 at 23:06:43 HST

Rain

as the faerie queen slept
a soft fluttering outside her window 
roused her from her dreams.

it was a ghost 
one which had haunted her shadows
since she was a young faerie.

he was gentle & shy
appearing as flash 
of blue & silver light.

not wanting to cause him to flee
in formless fright 
she kept her eyes closed & rolled over
letting him gaze upon that 
which he, without a body, 
could neither touch nor taste.

back into her dreams she sunk 
dipping deeper into his blues
mingling with his spirit form.

alive inside her heart & soul 
the ghost had found his home 
no longer cursed to roam.

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audio recorded by
CarolynM8ri3 at home
on February 27, 2022
at 20:09 HST

self-portrait videography captured by
CarolynM8ri3 at home
on January 18, 2022 
at 17:39:26 HST

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