this morning
the way you put
pulse back into
a memory...
the vicious cold snapped at the
bite marks
on your neck
the towering trees watched
our pitiful hands
wander
the grass grew tired
of us lingering
for so long
...
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Blind Poets
PoetryPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
