day 47

Seeking:

a gently used glass bottle

to hold all this power in

or maybe

to just collect our tears

remind us that these elements will mix together

and there are more friendship atoms than saline

we cry

we weep alone

but sweep teardrops together

double knotted.

We've been linked by invisible laces since birth

crossed bows at different intervals

and tied together til the end of time

our friendship is the aftermath of broken glass

yes

eventually we will all shatter

but we will blow into the wind

like precious beach sand during summer wind storms

cause eyes to tear up

it's your choice to let go

but it's not fair to hold it all in

feel free to share your

dreams

fears

wants

because I am

Seeking:

a gently used glass bottle

to hold all this friendship in

we can watch the mixed elements of ourselves

swim freely in our sand memories

or sit and watch time pass

when our ribbon souls are tired

so friends

please remember

that yes

eventually we will all shatter

because we are fragile gently used glass bottles

but we contain so much love

packaged with strong souls

we will blow into the wind

but we will never run too far

from our bonds.