Your kisses
Are not glue
They do not press me
Back together
WholeThe best way I can describe it
Is to ask you to picture
Sand jar
LayersYour kisses
Add a shimmer
Of hope
Over layers of
Volcanic sand
That only ever
Left me
Burnt- The sand collecting girl
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Brave Not Perfect- Formally: I'm No Perfect Poet.
PoetryDarling, to be Perfect Is simply not real. True tellings of domestic abuse in poetical form. This is the true story of a Fairy-Girl. By, The Fairy Queen #poetry- 13 #poembook- 2 #spokenword- 1 #10,000 reads 10/01/20