THE VISIT
I'll be patient for an extra month
Till I see your face & feel
Your breath
wrap your fingers around my tongue
Hold back the words that threaten to fall.
Very well, very well
We will talk sometimes with a swallow
So no one else can hear. Threaten me
With a break in our friendship if I try
To show my feelings. Don’t
Remind me about the paintings
Of me on your bedroom wall.
It might raise up feelings best forgotten.
I’m just a memory that pops up
Every year. A constant source of
Your sadness, a totem of your loss. I know
Because I feel the same right here.
Thanks for reading so far Darling
I can't wait to hear your view concerning this poem, don't be a ghost reader😥
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The Land of Limbo (COMPLETED).
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry written in protest to the silence I carry in the real world. My Lala Land. Here on I can be myself, marking out the battlefield in ink. For fellow comrades, who also carry protest of silence in the real world, feel fr...
