Lost friends filtered and fragmented under trees

This is by myself and Ivy Torres, the writerscafe queenbee :)

Why are you still awake dear?

The crocodile smiles like a loon
in this late hour,
he's out searching for your heart in the purple rushes.
Protect its light like a fawn.
Overwinter beneath the bows and the earth will eat you down
and
suck away your pain
an leave you a ghost,
maybe
but then you can get to sleep.

Close your eyes as the soil folds over,
imagine a blue cocoon to make you feel better.
I'll pipe in some Elliott Smith on tiny speakers
an set it to sing on all the sweet songs
that dont get too loud or go too long.
Promise you,
you'll feel better.
Promise you will dream?

such sweet sorrow
what a fond farewell
dream up dream up and i'll fill your cup
when the reeds rustle with dignity i decide to look
upon you with criticism
but turn my back and walk into the sea catching seaweed on my ankles
did i lose you or did you just
slip away like the silt under my toes
slip away like each passing wave
but don't slip too far
like the land you can barely see
and can not touch even if you tried
across that great divide

so i skip when i walk
just thinking of feelings

and bury into the indifference of not knowing
walking farther from you
drinking waves and small creatures
planting
the need for gills into my next reincarnation,
with the water the salt and the holy spirit.
©Ivy and Zoe

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[Hedra Helix]

Oh s**t that last little stanza is me too, huh? :) Hah, I forgot;)

Dude I love us here together, we should go again.