<Barely Audible Ii> Poem by katerina shmelyeva

no straight lines here
to claim for sure,
uncertain views
from a great height
like this.

dissolved. and
all my needs
are few -
your sparks.
your splits.
your traces.-
or even dark moods
or a vacant smile..

this barenaked love
with no sad safety nets
beneath its feet -
isn't it
the safest course,
the safest place
to grow a heart
of white soft angles? ..

as long as you behold me
all the winds are mine.

a castle-shaped cloud
here in your skies I am.