This poetry collection explores the theme of "Living & Non Living" and delves into the relationship among humans, objects and the forces of nature. 🙍♀️ 📝🌱
I'd hate to escape this deserted island, Because I dread to see how the world has changed in my absence. At least when I'm here, I can imagine sharing a coconut with you, And draw plans on the sand to decorate a treehouse with pretty sea glass.
If I go back home, I'm afraid you'd invite me to your wedding, And I'd come wearing my newest corset. Then I'd dance to the tedious tunes of our swan's song . I'd be there braving the storms of espresso shots, and you'd drift away followingthe trails of her vein-mapped wrist.
Once I'm back, They'd ask me to narrate My island tale in garden tea parties, But then I'd spy From my little eye flickers of contempt Which, I'm sure, were not caused by sour milk. Then they'd hide Behind spoonfuls of fine white sugar And softly pat Their pity into my agitated cheek And whisper "It's all in your head."
So, I'd better stay here, on this deserted island, where you're still mine, and munching on Lotus petals for supper. So, let me remember that you were my island, and I was the only one who called you my Home.
- Amanda Lopez 🥀-
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