Lovett Me

Posted on May 26, 2016

IMG_2143When I walk the pier and stand, my face to the sea, the breeze dances salt on my lips.

The whitecaps are Jackson Pollack; unpredictable rhythm. The wind whispers Ohm.

I am everything and nothing. I am love. I am.

 

When I walk to the apron of the stage and stand, my face to the audience, their pulses meet my skin. Moving bodies are Jackson

Pollack; unpredictable rhythm.

Their heartbeats whisper Ohm.

We will be everything  and nothing.

We will be IMG_2143

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