Softly, my lips part
Afraid. Yes. Very
Afraid.
I take a grounding breath
. . . And
let go
S
o
u
n
d
travels
O u t
Too light at first,
barely a
n
o t e,
Then it catches
Holding… steady
as
Air caresses cupids bow
Trembling yet,
Unwavering
Consonant
Accompanied by vibration…
S o f t
Palate
Is yours.
my infinite…
Legato ——————————-
Layered Fragments, Becoming Whole 