Where do you place broken pieces of color? I suppose I will one day display them with pride until then I'll hide them beneath my mosaic collar
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I Suppose
Category: poetry
Innocent eyes
soothing words of comfort a fast beating heart slowly connects rhythms of two become one pulse
Claimed
Drop and go without care for what you placed over there
Live & Die
Tenderness cradles the fragile Breath so sweet with breast
Who knew…
Endearing twitchy nose Roaming the nights Continuous search for prey
Shackled
Shackled to a love that drives a need
Rivers
Gliding wings feed on its generous bounty Sustaining life to feet foraging the muddy banks
