52 weeks words + images | week seven

 

veins

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The blue veins traversing beneath your skin are your map. Behind alabaster walls, a current roars through the delicate ropes that keep your soaring heart in motion.  Each person who crosses your path is a pin pressed into this map, an indelible mark that brands you.  You seek them out subconsciously and they appear; women who keep your secrets and catch your tears, men who bring their lips to your neck and with one kiss it’s all over. This trip is your own and it leads you exactly to those whom you are meant to discover.  They sing in your blood long before you ever find them and that chorus becomes your geography.

 

© Jennifer Summer | 2015

© Jennifer Summer | 2015