May 8, 2022
My finger tips grazing across your cheek,
Thinking of all the memories I wish to keep.
The smiles, the laughter, the late night kisses,
Everything coming together like puzzle pieces.
Looking up at you and having you look at me,
I wonder when it all came to be.
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Chaotically Organized
PoetryWelcome to my chaotic mind, expressed in free verse poetry that just down right sucks, however it is the process of expression and finding myself. From healing, to pain, to falling down again, to hoping to find myself. Chaotically organized and sh...
