fold me in
and bundle
these doubts
nothing gives
more than
your heart
steps lead
wounds heal
time stands still
can you breathe
in my whispers
it carries each
moment
we share
alive
mem'ries
of days not
done
capture
each sigh
and bottle
it with vintage
joy sealed with
kisses kept
locked in thoughts
that pass
and bundle
these doubts
nothing gives
more than
your heart
steps lead
wounds heal
time stands still
can you breathe
in my whispers
it carries each
moment
we share
alive
mem'ries
of days not
done
capture
each sigh
and bottle
it with vintage
joy sealed with
kisses kept
locked in thoughts
that pass
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Comments: 3
joy sealed with
kisses kept
locked in thoughts
that pass
But I don't want them to pass. I will read this more than once. It is a poem that speaks to me.
I do like the way you state feelings in a very quiet way that ends up delivering a whop. I just plain like your poetry. I like also the sense of dignity. Funny. I don't often think about a poem having dignity, but yours emit dignity, and I like it.