Oct 23
The ticker in her chest,
Thumped under my ear.
A constant echo against my skull.
As she lays me down to rest,
Safety consumes my fear.
And the screaming voices finally dull.
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Poetry For The Found
PoetryThis is the 2nd part of my 365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions ab...
In Her Arms
Oct 23
The ticker in her chest,
Thumped under my ear.
A constant echo against my skull.
As she lays me down to rest,
Safety consumes my fear.
And the screaming voices finally dull.
