Is that you?
Dancing in a gown?
Your beauty, unmatched like the opalescent drapes in my bedroom window
Gyrating gallantly under the morning sun
Its golden beams trickle down like rain throughout the trees
Your kisses like pools of honey falling from your mouth
Sticking to my skin and healing my wounds
You are truly luminescent
Until your last breath
I love you
Even as a ghost of white
Even if it's only my drapes I whisper to
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Among Friends Like These...
Thơ CaMy poetry collection of my personal works centering around developmental relationships that change your very person-- be it good or bad, or a bit of both. This collection also involves themes of trauma such as loss, neglect and abuse.
