Left As Kindling – September 23, 2020

Grief, life, love, poetry 1 Minute

For what it’s worth

I no longer feel

Unless, your touch alone

Scorches

Prodding me

As deeply as a touch

Once did

Beautifully burning

Serenity

Uncontrolled

And timid

~Losing everything all at once~

And there

In that space

I come alive

And ignite

The air

You exhale

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