as calendulas grow abundant
beneath the morning sunrise,
hummingbirds feast on honeysuckle,
singing your name in the skies
the refreshing mountain breeze
blows your curly, untamed tresses
away from your rosy cheeks
but still, I long for your presence
a sense of solitude and silence
washes over my features
while you peacefully rest beside me
with not a care in the world
one fleeting night and a kiss goodbye
is all I need to bide my idle time
let me touch you like a lover,
let me hold you like a friend
I only wish that your pain
could be mine instead
after our pleasant rendezvous,
you forsake me when you wake
but in the summer of 'twenty-two,
you'll return to my embrace
you depart with renewed vigor,
ripping my heart into shreds,
but I'll treasure your tender kisses
that unravel me into threads
YOU ARE READING
introspectivity. a poetry collection
Poetry𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 + 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲 . 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚟...
