when my daughter asks
"what was your first love like?"
I will tell her
it was soft and forgiving
raging fire and autumn rain
even now the change
from summer to fall
reminds me not of him
but of this feeling of new love
shy and fragile but still
the strongest I have ever known
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Bare Bones
PuisiA collection of poems following a personal tale of heartbreak and healing. A note about the layout: Part 1: crave is the beginning. The inner workings of my relationship. The struggle we had with love. Part 2: ache is the breakup. All of the p...
