Inspired by: The Khaki Boys Over the Top Doing and Daring for Uncle Sam by Gordon Bates
Sharp was fighting a slight war with trench raids every night. But slight as it was, a flesh wound refused to go back, insisting on the fight. First-aid treatment trouble was later, the scrap was all over the city. Pity you didn't join, there was a grenade with your name on it as my world self-destructed beneath a July moon.
Somewhere, two lovers kissed goodnight like the world was the safest place to live, oblivious to our pain. I never said goodbye to you or that July moon you knew I loved. Somewhere, two lovers laughed at the constellations—they couldn't see the smoke in your eyes when the stars crashed into me.
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The Dragon That Breathes Flowers
PoesíaA collection of poetry exploring struggles and growth through the destruction of family obligations and expectations, through love and the ones that weren't the one. Poetry that aims to capture the human experience. I hope it resonates with you wher...
