I had a dream last night that colorful butterflies were coming out of my hands
Colorful like your soul, similar to the panes in a church window— such holiness
I'm reborn again in your presence
You wash over me like holy water
Watering my sins
The moon was purple
Purple like my lips after kissing you all night
My hands opened up and released all of me
YOU ARE READING
Half-Pint Confessions [Poetry]
PoetryOpening my heart as I lay my pen down each time. Words flow out of me like a confession.
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