You
are smoother
than the finest silks
of the universe
You; salt
automatic, aromatic
motif
traumatic
fatigue;
You can make me bleed dry
my elements are, after all, Yours.
from the time the stars were there to the time they will not;
cease
who will read these when i'm dead? stead.
carefully; when i'm next to You
You will
still
feel
drill, every time
repetitive, routine
loving You
yes;
loving You, always
YOU ARE READING
Revèuse
Poetry"Everyday we prepare a face, to face the faces we must face." TS Eliot this book will never end, it's a way for me to keep pieces of me safe.
