Wind in your hair
Eyes sweep over the sea
I guess it's fair
That they're not on me
I guess I had hoped
We'd share this moment
Instead I'm watercolor
It's your moment, you own it
I don't want to feel lonely
But I tug at my shirt
The only eyes not on me are yours
And it hurts
Cruel words from the crowd
Like stones thrown at me
I came here to be free with you
You came to be free
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Not Afraid of Dark Matter [Poetry]
PoetryNot Afraid of Dark Matter is a collection of poetry and prose chronicling the shadow work involved in growth and healing.
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