NEW SOULS

Looking at you I wonder

Are we merely new souls

Trying to understand the

Code of life?

I believe I am the

Intaglio to your cameo

Carefully carved from

Earthen stone or

Ocean abalone

Encased in the mating of

Sun and Moon platinum

The eyes are my body totem

As yours is the heart

I so want to

Metaphorically spill blood

To appease those jealous gods

Tell me what to do…

❤ II ❤ II ❤ II

© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Body Totems