i don't know
how else
to explain it :
my demons were afraid of you.
with every bouquet of words
you laid at my feet
they fell further back
into the shadows of my mind.
perhaps they too
were stunned
by your very existence.
they're not so quiet anymore.
YOU ARE READING
• one more cup of coffee •
Poetry{ if peace is what i'm after, i'm going nowhere fast } ~ rusty clanton ; one more cup of coffee 9/21/17 - #75 in poetry
