The Shaping of Clay

Christine Ray – Intimate reconstruction

Brave & Reckless

There are days
and nights
where the only thing keeping me
from sliding completely
into the abyss
from dissolving
into something
is your skin
against my skin
your mouth
against my mouth
Grounding me
Calling me home
When the knowledge
of where I begin
and end
starts to slip away from me
your body remembers
who I am
Your hands
the shape of me
The essence of me
The essence of us
How we fit together

It is fortunate for me
during this long darkness
that you are here
to guide me back
to where we live
To remake me
piece by
fragmented piece
when I have lost
the shape of myself
And that you have been
willing to do this
over and over again

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved

View original post

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s