I never thought he could really love me.
Everything seemed like a game at first, as if none of those touches, glances…
I used to be afraid of quiet. I used to fear silence. I used to fill the space with chatter, with laughter…
You spoke, ㅤ but I did not hear.You pled, ㅤ but I heard from fear.Your words, ㅤ were meant to reach.I thought, ㅤ it was another…
Poem reboot inspired by Tre L. Loadholt’s Right Side of the Bed
Love filled heart abides within
Open to people nature brings,
At the edge of the worldWe take a step, one moreHoldin’ each others handsAs a…
And Proclaimed My Love To Day
Can kindness ever be maligned?