Apr 2020
How I wish I showed more of the love held captive inside the walls of my heart
Would be lucky if a person listened to my sincere words of adoration and those words sent them sling-shotting to the moon
In any breath could inhale courage and exhale truth
But I choose instead to idly savor the silent smell of your newly-scrubbed skin
Without saying one single word
Would be lucky if a person listened to my sincere words of adoration and those words sent them sling-shotting to the moon
In any breath could inhale courage and exhale truth
But I choose instead to idly savor the silent smell of your newly-scrubbed skin
Without saying one single word
This doesn't really flow like a poem when I read it aloud but it felt like poetry when I first wrote it so not sure how I feel about it for certain. Any thoughts?
