Month: December 2018
Sometimes
Capricorn
Fertile Ground
Her Hands
Forget-me-not
tiding over
Such beautiful poetry , by Melody Chen 🤗🤗
to think there was once a time when
every soul was untouched, pure
how we could visit the ocean and not think of anyone
sleep in the waters without drowning
i think back to how he left her at the shore
let go just as the waves eclipsed
how most of her has since found dry sand
but a part of her is still searching for his hand
now i watch her visit the darkened beach
submerge herself, ankle-deep
fill her heart with every broken seashell
braid back her hair so the wind can greet her cheeks
listen – there is a crescendo somewhere in the distance
and it is coming for you; i can feel it
in the way the skies crack open cans of moonlight
sweeping all the shadows home
so i reach for her hand and ask her to love me
and for once she doesn’t look…
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