[ POETRY - SHORT POEMS
- AN ANTHOLOGY ]
WARNING:
CONTAINS USAGE OF
NOSTALGIC & TRIGGERED
MANIA- A LIFE LIVED AND
LOVED UNDER BLEEDING
GUMS.
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hollis brown thornton
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#4 in poetrycollection [28-11-2021]
when i see you, through your finger tips rises an ocean, a rebelled storm with sailors fighting, treasuring souls bleeding out of your chest where you held the depth of the mystery every being of the ocean held like precious stones kept in case the void in your heart steals your mind and you have nothing beautiful to see. but you are an ocean, the ocean, you gave birth to the sea where the mothers visit when they need to be assured by the sunrise that the sunset didn't mean the end of anything but the beginning of your glory. at the shore i see your waves, bellowing over your breasts, your bosom held the sun and i saw grace pour out of your mouth even through the dreary storms that stole countless souls. even then you are the soul to the countless when you are one with the sun and the moon, the night and day, the light of every being shining through your waves and the souls that have set their destiny over the horizon above your face.
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