Opulus I look fondly
Lay my head in your lap
Peddle me your sincerity
Brush my hair lightly
And say you’re right here
A cold hart at the end of its life
Races through the snow
Barren and without food
I could not relate, feed my soul
You’re always right here
Linger on and in between
Tingle in my thumb spreads until my whole hand’s numb
I can’t feel the sensation of your index resting in the middle of my palm
Like I used to.
Small circles as you walk around me
Because you’re always right here
I have to confess that I’m not doing the best
I’ll always love who I loved
So I’ll just continue
Waiting right here
© The Sad Owl
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The Sad Owl
I'm just here. Until I'm not.
Linger on and in between. This is such an intense line. I really enjoyed this one. Great post 🙂 I enjoy feeling what the character is feeling and being in their head . It’s a really magical feeling.
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