- Her(s)-
To: her...
No one knows
How badly I want to hold her.
No one knows
How badly I want my rough palms
To turn into the soft ball of flesh
So they can keep her heart beating.
I want her to breathe the clear air
I want her to see the clear image
Of who she is.
I want her to take a dive in the clear water.
So she can rise off the labels.
I want her to accept this clear-unclear,
Splitting image.
During this time,
My coarse palms please stay close,
Pumping her heart, her lungs,
Her every vein and artery.
My roughness try and give her
The blanket and pillows
That she has ever wanted.
Help me stay with her,
Even at her lowest pulse rate.
Don't let her be lost.
She is someone to be loved
To be cared,
To be protected,
To be lasted.
Save her from herself , if you can,
Promise me you will never let her go.
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all the poems i ever wrote..
Spiritualit's just a chronological collection of my works. probably will stay in ongoing status. ... p.s- I would appreciate it if you don't re-post any of my work under any other name but mine. thank you. -------------------- 17.01.2022 ~ #1 in #ballad.
