deathless death
Your voice ends me.
I faint at
How you click your teeth.
How you pronounce your k's and s's.
How you distort your vowels sometimes.
How you hold onto the shape of a word long after it leaves your mouth.
How you close your eyes for a few moments when you speak
You can't just know words, you must feel them
Your mouth ends me.
You baffle me with your tongue.
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"And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone."
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
ESTÁS LEYENDO
songs we sang on sundays
Poesíaa random collection of original poems by yours truly about love, depression, god, and all things teen angst. feel free to give critiques (kindly please). I haven't shared these with many people and I want to get better at this craft I love so dearly...
