Our Life Spans Time
Our life spans time--
Reaching with a closed fist--
Out, to dissipating air--
If we spread our arms out, wide enough--
Open up our hearts, wide enough--
And let the rain--
Cover us up with a layer of magic--
Could we dip our toes in the paint--
Taste the flavors on our tongue--
Would we bridge the gaping hole--
Inside me--
Mend my mind.
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Please Don't Touch
PoesíaPlease 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...
