place my thoughts
in the terracotta pot
by your bed
cover them in dirt
and water them daily
say good morning
when you wake
and goodnight
when you sleep
don't give up
continue nurturing
that pot of dreams
and then eventually
you'll meet me
YOU ARE READING
poems i never meant to write
Poetrya collection of confusing, delicate, and inconsistent poetry. short or long, each poem comes from the heart.
