graveyard of the dragonfly

my mind wanders down endless paths
and still i find myself here in this skin

strong arms helped me
to the swollen milk- filled breast
as the sun caressed the
back of my little head

it was the same skin, i am the same person

we can live a thousand lifetimes in one
there is no shame that our hearts are houses
with open unlocked doors

but its always good to remember
that it is your house and you must maintain it with care.