Coaxing the floating rib
to finally give up
control and
sit with the perfect body
The beautiful soul bathing
in sun and the moon
While tears fall on
curved edges
Mirrors in your eyes
You and your beliefs
are pouring down the
neck of the
hourglass
What can i give
except sniffles
and laughter
What is so special
about falling
The floating rib is
rocking
like a little boat in
the sea
