i’m still wearing a necklace
you gave me once,
made of that shark’s teeth
you battled with
in your dreams.
i’m still removing the thorns
of your single rose
from my hand.
as i pull them out one by one,
i look at each and i ask myself:
does it still feel like the part of me?
do you still feel like a part of me?
do you still feel?
Dec 21, 2024
Dec 21, 2024 at 2:13 PM UTC
i’m still wearing a necklace
you gave me once,
made of that shark’s teeth
you battled with
in your dreams.
i’m still removing the thorns
of your single rose
from my hand.
as i pull them out one by one,
i look at each and i ask myself:
does it still feel like the part of me?
do you still feel like a part of me?
do you still feel?