My body remembers you in stories of ache.
The pain in my heart is a high tide,
rising to choke the shore of my throat.
My breath splinters in my chest,
toiling for air not found.
You live in the architecture of my soul,
raw, as it bleeds the salt stings of love lost,
mapping the skin with your absence.
-KLJ
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Oh my! For one who looks so young you sing like an old soul!
thank you!
When someone incompatible becomes incorporated into you there is this feeling. Nicely written
Thank you!! Some loves can never be truly lost.
So true and you are most welcome Kayla
Wonderful 👏👏👏
Thank you!
welcome
Beautiful. I love how your poems say so much with few lines
I am so happy to hear that! Thank you so much!
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