When you wonder if you make me happy
Gaze at the wrinkles upon my face
How many thousands of smiles
Would it take to grow these crows feet
Tens of thousands for them to be this deep
Look at my eyes
Do you see how they sparkle deepest azure
When your reflection glints in them
Do you see how much I relax
When I touch your skin
The softest worry stone there is
If you ever question
Because of my lack of vocalization
Watch my physical manifestation
Of the joy I feel
Whenever we have a moment of interaction.
YOU ARE READING
Ink & Tears
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that I have written about my struggles with depression, anxiety, love, nature, and the darker aspect of the world that seems to always hammer on my heart. I hope this reaches some of you.
