I want to love you
but my bones have
turned to dust from days
gone by, when happiness
was easy and my eyes
still knew how to shine.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
Days Gone By
I want to love you
but my bones have
turned to dust from days
gone by, when happiness
was easy and my eyes
still knew how to shine.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
the maiden, mother and caffeinated crone
Poetry and prose by Basilike Pappa
a division of Blank Paper Press
collective of indie-published writers & readers who want to discover them
That one stirs something that may not have a name.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Nicole give a poem of few words and marrow deep feeling.
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Oh my.
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