bubbles out of its sub-atomic origins

emerging out of the caverns of the formless

and sits there humming and thumping my form from its lips

the form of my soul piles up in layers around me,

like children crawling

fingers, hands and feet on top of me,

all this within the great big ball of you

they never tire of this

growing of my soul

as I disappear beneath the leaves

of their tiny, sweet

little brushstrokes so green

One Heart

you are breaking out through a door

  pulsing between my shoulder blades

It feels like your lips are poised between them

blowing up my heart bigger and bigger

will I burst?

does that even matter?

there is laughter on the lips of children

their eyes swirl in circles

darting and swerving

like silverfish around me

are they forming my soul?

how can I float so weightless inside your Body?

as I let you blow me up and

toss me into the wind