allison labine

Loose rock slips.
I climb higher,
Almost there.

Her voice rushes over me,
Urging me closer.
Her scent, her
Primeval perfume
Pulls with the
Force of life and death.
I can’t resist.

My fingers sink into earth;
She grabs my hair
With wild hands.

Almost…

I lift my face
To the sun, and
The whole world unfolds –

Blue as far as
The eye can see.
Salt weaving
Inside my soul.

White whispers
So smooth,
So soft,
So utterly devouring.

I close my eyes and breathe in
Deeply.
And in that moment,
Live for a lifetime.

-Allison LaBine

Image of me by Ticiana Hugentobler; Brazil

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