There is something in you
I am unable to reach,
but I feel it.
I feel you.
I feel your pain,
and I feel your light,
spilling from cupped palms
placed at the foot of unworthy altars.
And try as I might,
I stretch and I twist
to reach you,
to empty your hands
of this brilliant pain,
but each time I twist
I come up empty-handed,
wiping your light
from the corners of my mouth.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
Nicole Lyons 
I’m sitting open mouthed.
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You are far too good to me with your words
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Only because your words are so good. 😀
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Nicole gives a poem speaking more than it might seem.
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I love this I DMd from IG to a dear one, this as this is how I feel our connection
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This is a gorgeous comment, I hope your dear one liked it.
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Great Nicole. Love this…good work
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Thank you very much
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Welcome
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