For me. For you. For us.
Take a breath, and touch me slowly,
Care to notice the difference in structure.
Don’t rush to the last page of the story,
There’s much more to learn from fracture.
The cracks you’re continuously missing,
By keeping your eyes on the bigger picture,
Are yearning, squirming and hissing…
I know, I know. I’m such a mixture.
Thus, take a breath, and touch me slowly,
We are not a crush. We’re Never-ending story.
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Oh this is just lovely 🙂
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omg! you are a bundle of joy!
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I just love this. The title and the poem both.
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Reblogged this on Kaleidoscope of Faces and commented:
This poem touches a place in me that I don’t even let see the light of day anymore lol . WOW.
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So beautiful and a really great take on the prompt!!
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Saved as a favorite, I really like your blog!
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This is so beautiful and delicate! The cracks need to be reversed and acknowledged…and you express it perfectly.
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Loved your poem!!!!! So beautifully written!!!! ❤️ Loved, “Thus, take a breath, and touch me slowly,
We are not a crush. We’re Never-ending story.” Wow!
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