Dec 2019
two girls ran under the bridge, fingers intertwined
the ***** of their feet swept the concrete floor
their laughter filled up volumes
louder than the cars speeding through the night
louder than the church bells across the town
but they knew they were there.
the ***** of their feet swept the concrete floor
their laughter filled up volumes
louder than the cars speeding through the night
louder than the church bells across the town
but they knew they were there.
this poem is about me and the girl i like. we both come from religious backgrounds and we've been judged by members of our community in the past for the people we love, and who tell us that they love us unconditionally, so we're not open with our relationship and it's really difficult.
