by Cat Coule
Love what comes.
When you are in the darkness and snakes crawl through open holes in your body and spiders walk up your spine with their babies on their back.
Love what comes.
When you are in the light and butterflies drink from the nectar of your hair and kittens make a bed on your soft stomach.
Love what comes.
Love what goes.
When you are in the darkness and the shadows feel free enough to leave your blood, one by one, black smoke seeping out through pores.
Love what goes.
When you are in the light and rainbows pour from the angles of your skin, and slowly each color illuminates your electric field as it travels outward.
Love what goes.
Love what you become.
Love what you are no longer.
Love your grace and your ease and your strain.
Love your frozen and your fire and your fever.
Love your self and your sin and your saint.
Love your then and your now and your ever.
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