Inspire

When
we inspire each other,
we
fall into a
gentle breeze,
flexing airwaves and
letting
hair
follicles
dance
like the wind
never
existed.
We find inspiration,
facing
each other,
and arguing about
the
nuances
of
a
morning sunrise,
and
if
this inspiration
fills in our gaps,
we
are
arguably the
best people we
can
be.

M.C. Davis

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Examination

Poets
get to examine
the
layers of
words,
dissection in between
the
feelings,
syllables,
and characters
that
blend without
being
told
to
do so.
Poets
also
feel out the
unspoken
gifts,
giving grace notes
to
the
unused
letters,
and
if they’re
lucky,
they
will get
the chance
to
grow into
the
words
toddlers
say.
See,
we poets
are
dreamers
and framers of
things,
so
let
this
poet fall back
into
place
without
too
much noise
from
the decimals
and
misunderstood
fractions.

M.C. Davis

On Missing

See,
our fingers just
left
their space,
all
entangled
and reaching for
more
sources.
I’m
missing a bit
of our
touch,
the elegance
of it all,
as
our bodies
collide
on purpose
and with intent.
I’m missing
the
taste,
the
fragrance,
and the layering
of
what we give
back
to the Universe,
and
if itĀ gets
too
late,
we always
have
the
option
to simply
exist in our own
beautiful
space.

M.C. Davis