I've failed to settle down
And make home anywhere
As you were my abode
Yet I remain banned entry
Forcing me to become untethered
As if a blossom
Shaken loose from it's stem
By the rough handling of Wind.
YOU ARE READING
LOST GIRLS
PoetryThose considering themselves lost girls of society. Godesses of creation among men. Or nymphs of nature. These poems were written for you.
