Polaris

Polaris May 2020

I behold you as a goddess
To taste you is sublime
The scent of summer meadows
Reckless
The shivers down your spine

Polaris

Polaris May 2020

‘Fit’

I have whittled hands
Made to fit your face
Thumbs born to divert those tears

Polaris

Polaris May 2020

‘Miss’

If this is the way

To wander alone

I miss the sight

Of those eyes
that feel like home

Polaris

Polaris May 2020

Your at your most beautiful
When you forget about the world
And just tell me how your day was

Polaris

Polaris May 2020

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Never had I felt the blade so deep
The look of your goodbye eyes