Indeed, poetry touches when it’s written closely from the heart—when your pen traces through every crevice until each margin is filled. Sometimes, you just have to find the kind of person who understands every word of your poetry. Someone willing to explore the depths of every line written across every piece of paper.
I do hope to find that person one day.
My own keeper.
My listener.
My reader.
Someone to carry it all with me, through every phase of life.
May 13, 2025
May 13, 2025 at 2:46 PM UTC
Indeed, poetry touches when it’s written closely from the heart—when your pen traces through every crevice until each margin is filled. Sometimes, you just have to find the kind of person who understands every word of your poetry. Someone willing to explore the depths of every line written across every piece of paper.
I do hope to find that person one day.
My own keeper.
My listener.
My reader.
Someone to carry it all with me, through every phase of life.
for the one who'll read me right