Apr 2020
Do not deny me,
The lines between us read;
A footnote of a smile
A miniature novella
Cradled in my palm;
Your hand held
Written in our familiar aspect
An epic journey of the soul;
A quiet collision
Of two still quieter gestures.
The lines between us read;
A footnote of a smile
A miniature novella
Cradled in my palm;
Your hand held
Written in our familiar aspect
An epic journey of the soul;
A quiet collision
Of two still quieter gestures.
'There is more to hear in what is not said.'
- Rachelle Joyce
- Rachelle Joyce
