2022-04-30 #poem-a-day#writing/poetry
on my lips, your name dies. I say your name to streams of red surging through my head gusts of love storms of anger floods of feelings i give til the giving is spilling out and the emptiness is my home the corridor of silence and the labyrinth of loving bear witness til my execution
i say your name and on my lips it dies streams of red surging through my head gusts of love storms of anger floods of feelings i give til the giving is spilling out and the emptiness is my home the corridor of silence and the labyrinth of loving bear witness til my execution