Yes,
I still remember the wrinkles in your eyes,
the creases,
the folds.
the soft, the gentle.
the tragedy,
the hidden secrets,
the mystery,
the warmth emanating.
— they were truly, beautiful
you were truly, beautiful.
YOU ARE READING
SHITTY LOVE SONNETS / flashpoetry
PoetryIt was only in the chaos, I was able to cultivate my wings and alas, take flight. ------------------------ flash, emotive poetry - words of mine, to all the boys I've loved before, but also to myself. started : summer 2019
