*I do not own nor do I claim to own Rachel’s work. All images and quotations on this post were provided by Rachel with my understanding as to her permission to use them.*
A paper disguise for a velvet love
A love too much to stay on one page
Over and flowing the folds of her dress
As strong and soft as water
A warm infinity pool of soft Cashmere blankets,
Obsidian strength and kissed tears.
Arms trace a circle of placenta echos
Waves of memory
Tiny fingers push…
Tears will never become tattoos –
She catches each one before it pools
As she drowns in the depths of her love.
Canyons formed from rivulets of water,
In the bud if they are menacing.
For she is tied by umbilical strength
To this tiny child within, an image of herself
Swish, shh, skirt rustles
Tuck her in
Exhale … her. Out
Don’t let go
She gathers her in the folds of her dress
Every last drop of her brushed and nourished
She squishes her mouth to her cheek, a gift
Of beautiful pens in every shade
So together they can colour
In dark corners and shadows
Inside and outside the lines.
Love has no lines.
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