The Day I Ran Away
Poetry. By me. Many of the poems are dark in nature, but not all. Enjoy.
Thursday, March 6, 2014
sigh
and he smells
warm, and home
and healing. and a
pause, a warmth,
sends seething shining
outward on, and arms
surround and breath
let go.
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