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Harry Gione Sep 2023
she's just a baby regardless of the years
squeezed up next to him they cut the silence with beers
they drink to things she doesn't understand
innocent to the fact that he has bigger plans
Harry Gione Sep 2023
I read out loud to all my belongings
to give them the opportunity to live a life
to feel as if they are not just belonged but that they are beloved
so that they can move further than the confines of my walls
And walks the same streets that I behold
Because they've given me so many joys
from the clothes I've worn to my broken toys
they were the things that adorned my life
and stuck by my side when I experienced strife
so I read out loud to all my belongings
Harry Gione Sep 2023
Words are silly little things
That hang in my teeth
I rinse them out evertime I speak
Harry Gione Sep 2023
My flowers will bloom whether you stay or go
There will never come a day where they will not grow
Harry Gione Sep 2023
I shiver because the sun doesn't reach a hidden city
Its cold where shadows find home
Harry Gione Sep 2023
You were an iceberg passing by my ship
Who could so easily have sunk me with one rip
But I'm grateful for your mercy once upon a time
Because I'd willfully touched the ocean floor if you became mine
Harry Gione Sep 2023
Him
That breath of air that tickles my nose
So strong and pungent, so clear and so cold
There in the lace of my lungs
He hung like a picture frame that captured my love
Woven in and out and north and south
That it skipped through my veins and out my mouth
He
Is concentrated and thick, colorless and vivid
And struck my eyes so harshly my eyelids shivered
And loudly and clearly like a baby delivered
He spoke into my neck and and all I could hear
I love I love I love
My dear
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