oh
of course your name
must begin
with a breath
a sigh
the relief
the longing
all at once
oh
wonderful
entirely mine
now i know
how it is to be loved
oh
of course
even your name
is an exhale…
oh,
owen
you are everything
i know it.
12:35pm - 21/06/26 - my window
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Author:
Chloe S (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
The nonverbal emphasized in this poem of being infatuated. Nicely done
thank you!
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