Slipping out of sight had
Never been this slow
Without sunlight the colorful houses were
Suddenly lusterless
Flowers still unopened
Sidewalks yet to be traveled
Stone faces, wet faces, heavy faces
Empty promises of hellos
Overflowing promises of saudade
What's the point of missing someone
If you don't even know how to say it (te extraño)
Attempted smiles are louder than any broken sentences
A somber embrace
And then
Final glimpse
First tears
Together in
A little room of sadness
Making a little room for everyone
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Banal Beauty
PoetryThis is a collection of little poems I have written over time trying to focus on the beauty of little things, feelings, and experiences. Thanks for reading!
