Remember,
when you wanted, so much--
to capture every word i spoke to you?
And you listened, head bent to the ground,
for the inner tumblings of my thoughts,
unspoken, but revealed through the poetry of my breath.
I remember,
when the thought of you,
wound its way as a python grappling the branch,
through my body; and when I closed my eyes,
and faded, into the deepest parts of mind,
you were there; holding me up, and in,
more closely to myself than I have ever been.
Why does love unravel?
A momentary tight grip of the heart,
loosening with time, until its fingers
slip away altogether.
Not I, but my words,
so many,
falling into darkness.
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Please Don't Touch
PoesiaPlease Don't Touch is my first self-published book of poetry, written and published originally in 2012. #51 in Poetry, 3 June, 2017 #85 in Poetry, 4 June, 2017 #108 in Poetry, 25 May, 2017 #136 in Poetry, 26 May, 2017 #149 in Poetry, 24 May, 2017 #1...
