#amatteroftime
If I came to you
Wounded
Wound up
Winded
Weary
Then remember that I couldn't fight what I felt for you anymore.
Why battle beating hearts that besiege my pride?
And
If I fell to my knees
There would be no need to lift me.
You already have when you smiled my way.
Burying a vision of you in my memory.
On my gravesite, blow the pinwheel, so you could send my soul spinning to heaven with every breath you take.
Ifeanyichuku Okoro II © 2023
Nov 12, 2023
Nov 12, 2023 at 12:48 AM UTC