today,
I swallowed
the sunrise
while waiting
for you
to come home,
but then
the moon rose
and the stars
pierced the darkness
and you still
haven't returned
to me
—the story of giving to those who only take.
YOU ARE READING
when all the shadows shift
Poetry❝𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒓𝒅; 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆.❞ a collection of poetry.
