everything knew
how to take my breath
the winters frost
gathering all
my scattered fragments
and erasing your eyes
it still remains a mystery
where the stars are hidden
in galaxies
tightly woven between our planets
and how my words
were as cold as the snow
that fell from the sky
and now you are the ghost
that fills my lungs
where I can tell you this,
it happened decades ago
and my bones still feel an ache
YOU ARE READING
poetry for the poetic: 5
Poetrythis is my fifth poetry book on this profile! please check out my other 4 x thank you for reading ❤️
