If there ever comes a time that you'll miss me
Read this
My handwritten soft kiss
The first time we spoke was like a hot summer in winter
You melted all that icy shell around my soul
As our higher selves whispered
To leave me lying uninjured
And as that once cold husk splintered
I knew then all my morning and night prayers had been answered after being heard
(C) Copyright John Duffy
Feb 9, 2025
Feb 9, 2025 at 8:51 PM UTC
If there ever comes a time that you'll miss me
Read this
My handwritten soft kiss
The first time we spoke was like a hot summer in winter
You melted all that icy shell around my soul
As our higher selves whispered
To leave me lying uninjured
And as that once cold husk splintered
I knew then all my morning and night prayers had been answered after being heard
(C) Copyright John Duffy
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