An abandoned lover
Weeps for missing the taste
Of his sweet darling’s
Mouth upon his
In the human dance
Known as romance
But the taste of a kiss
And the taste of a soul
Are never the same.
Each hold power
To a weak conscience
Swiftly devour
Month: July 2024
I feel like
I feel like a mother
Watching these children grow
Nurturing them, kissing their brows
And laying them down to sleep each night
I feel like a father
Directing the children in their way
Watching them learn and grow day by day
And teaching them how to respect their mother
This chest is too small
And my heart is too big
For it to hold correctly
And it strains my muscles
And bends my ribs ajar
With its constant beating
Like a hummingbird in wing