the way i feel about
you is
sacred
holy
a clandestine touch
of godly
divinity
you are worth
waiting for
aching for
dying for
and i am all of these things
for you
YOU ARE READING
Dysphoria
Poetry"I dreamt I grew roots and sunk into deep earth, Where mud became my skin and dampened grains freckled my surface, I opened my mouth wide for the sprouting branches Leaf-speckled limbs And sunflowers blossomed from my eyes, Sunlight bled in waves, w...
