Lake that accepts light
\nand nurses heaven
\nwith its gray breast.
\nWhere I put my hands
\nto cleanse them
\nof all my touching.
\nI ask absolution
\nin the dry lake of air.
\nAllow me to breathe.<\/p>\n
To go and fill my emptiness
\nwith life.
\nTo see the subliminal tides
\nabove me,
\nwhere there is no end,
\nno ceiling.
\nWhere I will find
\nthe ruby of a valentine
\nat the edge of space,
\nrising in a platinum dawn,
\non a day
\nmade of love
\nand precious words.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Lake that accepts light and nurses heaven with its gray breast. Where I put my hands to cleanse them of all my touching. I ask…<\/p>\n