hot rocks and books soothe me
their awareness somewhat circular
contained and expansive
felting through my skin
this fragrant prose poultice warming my naked heart
flicking fingertips
page by raw page
peeling back
textured and curly
earthy and aromatic
dust and water
new and old like paperbark
the stories imagine my bare ocre
overwhelmed with spearheaded life
force
splicing the core
seeds spill
serving to whet an appetite
A poem for those who curl up with books instead of lovers on valentines day ~ x Arna
Silver Poetry 
Happy Valentine’s Day my friend…hoping love is your companion.
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I am well companioned by love xx
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Poet, for lovers or for books, doesn’t matter. Just glad to read your words. To read the divine.
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my heart just dipped under warm water. Thankyou
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You are magic.
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