slowly, slowly count the breaths between my ribs. i listen to our silences. they flutter, like eyelashes on silver-touched bodies, the ghosts of last night dissolving into the light of morning. blue-grey, and your hands are ice. i shudder, but deep down, i like this feeling: your hands on mine, threading, tying, burrowing— becoming
Lia first off I love this poem “decipher me” “unmake me” these lines are so good they are unique and yet I understand them fully also me you and Emma steel all posted today about the same topic (we’re the three best friends that anyone can have )
omg, this has to be one of my favorite poems of yours i've ever read!! the imagery was absolutely gorgeous, and i could really feel the yearning in each line. as always, it was structured beautifully and in a way that enhanced the words and the reading process as well. so glad i got to read this gem :))
Lia first off I love this poem “decipher me” “unmake me” these lines are so good they are unique and yet I understand them fully also me you and Emma steel all posted today about the same topic (we’re the three best friends that anyone can have )
stop, no way! i have to go read hers now too~ thanks for reading and commenting :) <3
“not quite me,
and not quite you” - lovely line x
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omg, this has to be one of my favorite poems of yours i've ever read!! the imagery was absolutely gorgeous, and i could really feel the yearning in each line. as always, it was structured beautifully and in a way that enhanced the words and the reading process as well. so glad i got to read this gem :))