An embrace,
rainbow prisms on every cell wall,
structures
alighting on bliss,
dissolving with a slight kiss on the palm,
tumbling into dust in sunshine;
the rubble glitters golden.
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A place where the veil between private and public is thinner than usual, where I can try my hand at exposure. A playground where I can be unabashadly in love with nuances of the everyday, with language, with dreams & images. I've always delighted in writing love letters; why deprive myself just because I don't have a lover?
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- Phinko
- Awake in every moment... Bodywork practitioner & educator; lover of plants, color, honesty, silence, aesthetics, hugs, funk, and the life of the Mindbody.
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