August 2, 2015

What it is to be...

Sinking in misery
I curl around her
Arm around waist
Holding hands
Feet warming the other's 
We eat the silence
Embracing essence.

Crying in silence
Loving her 
Wishing for better
For less heartbreak
Greater kindness
For her. 

Breathing in hair
The hair
Smelling like mine
Our colors blending
The eyes matching
Noses just alike. 

Hearts different
Yet seeing
Just knowing 
I don't wish 
Her heart
To understand
The pain of mine.

She and I 
Trusting. 
Her so sweet
Already begging 
To understand
Pain.

Pain shouldn't be 
I don't want tears
For they shatter
They speak of things
She is to beautiful 
To see
To feel
To crack from 
To mend up.

Chin on shoulder
Knees tangled
Listening to breath
Feeling her breath
We inhale together
And I know 
What it is 
To be "sister"




Poem 224 ~ 4/5/2015

5 comments:

  1. Only three words─ Beautiful. Wonderful. Different. (What a lot of subtlety!).

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    1. Those three words are such compliments. Thank you!

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  2. Again a great writing. Keep it up.

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