Aug 2014
Finally*, after 29 years
"I love you" sputtered from your lips
like a flame being deprived of oxygen *flickers,
just moments before darkness consumes its light
The words slithered from throat to mouth
then dripped from your tongue
seeking refuge in our silence
Your words, posing more riddle than *resolution
"I love you" sputtered from your lips
like a flame being deprived of oxygen *flickers,
just moments before darkness consumes its light
The words slithered from throat to mouth
then dripped from your tongue
seeking refuge in our silence
Your words, posing more riddle than *resolution
A poem about the moment my biological father claimed me finally as his son, and told me he loved me.
