when she layed her head down at night and let her mind slip away, you were the faded figure in her dreams.
you were the unannounced scent of rosemary and lemongrass. she knew that you were it. your presence was unconditionally whole.
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a simpler collection
Poetrya collection of my favorite poems from my book "delicate thoughts from a delicate mind"
dreaming
when she layed her head down at night and let her mind slip away, you were the faded figure in her dreams.
you were the unannounced scent of rosemary and lemongrass. she knew that you were it. your presence was unconditionally whole.