House of Heart - Holly Rene Hunter (good books to read for young adults TXT) 📗
- Author: Holly Rene Hunter
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Metamorphosis
Stars cast stilettos at our landscape.
Fingers flurry down your body, a rosary.
Rising beneath you, a thousand butterflies.
Hourglass
The Hourglass
Dip your fingers in an ocean of light.
Fill you hand with pearls,
tiny moons in outstretched hands,
a remembrance of our open palms
sifting silt of transparent hours,
powerless to reverse the passing
hours
The Hardest Part
The Hardest Part
I can hear a thousand heartbeats
if the crickets are quiet. They have
hearts too, every living thing
quivering like a leaf in a thunderstorm
blood whooshing through the vessel
that runs behind the breast bone
beats tripping over beats to that
place where longing waits.
Rosewood and Lavendar
Blushed with moon glow
the hours pass slowly,
a lingering scent of rosewood,
fading footsteps at the gate.
She snuffs out the candles
flickering on the nightstand
saving their remnants for
another day.
With the elegant hands of
a fragile ballerina
she gathers her scarves and
stores them away.
Opening windows
to a room that belongs
to no one, she waits.
Out of Body
Our glasses are half empty, whiskey the color of your eyes when you are aroused. I fixate on the whir of the overhead fan. When you reach for me I practice my “out of body” until my eyes close. You ensnare me with naivety, expose my liability. It is so easy to distract you, tossing back the sheets we make love and turn away. Silently sharing your hand rolled cigarette we watch the curls of smoke rise and rip apart in the blades. I vow to not meet again but your eyes are stardust and my heart is a red sports car racing along a razor’s edge.
ImprintText: Holly R. Hunter
Images: All images borrowed from google unless otherwise noted
Editing: Holly R. Hunter
Publication Date: 01-13-2013
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Dedication:
Dedicated to Robert
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