
When the waters are full and they are bursting all over me
completely consumed with the mess of all my past lives
plenty of fears, plenty of snow-covered problems
those lives, I’d never thought it could be me
No use denying, plenty exposed now
No use hiding, what’s out of control
but I see it in you, you’ve got
petals in full bloom, where the marigolds grow
out of the depths of your spine, they are wings
for the trying out/ wings for the growing out
hopes on the vine now
plenty of love left in those veins~ your Kindness sister Krissy Mosley
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