your arms cradled me
as you whispered those words
into my ear
words that made me sigh and moan
with contentment and pleasure
now you're not here
no more whispering
no more light touches
that raise goosebumps upon my brown skin
and your silence
your lack of words
make me
cry into the night
DU LIEST GERADE
rage
Poesieincalescent. highest rankings #1 in deeppoetry #1 in teenpoetry #2 in black poet #3 in poem collection #1 in prosecollection #3 in prose #2 in free verse #2 in borderline personality disorder #4 in poembook first poetry collection (2021-2022) *i...
