if I had my way
then you'd never
have to chase me
back to your arms.
you used to say
"Tenderness, Hayleigh,
it's such a fragile thing."
but that it goes unnoticed by me.
in this place,
these confines that I'm forcing myself
to call my home,
you can never really touch me
nor my heart.
this angel's curse,
her date carved into stone,
kiss her nose
look in her limestone eyes.
"Someday," you tell me.
"We'll both be happy,
but not today."
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Author:
𝓱𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: for peter, somehow in my heart.
- Category: Letter
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Comments2
What touched me the most in this poem is the casual and yet knowing acceptance that today is not the day.
"Someday," you tell me.
"We'll both be happy,
but not today."
Very nicely done
Thank you
Most welcome
Powerful! Very intimate, haunting. Wonderful poem, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
thanks
You're welcome!
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