So yu leave me again
and I never write until yu are
miles away
traveled to all parts of me..those desolate
before the ache of
Being dug by yu
Another new earth revealed
On the collar of my neck
Yu scent
the notes
linger in the air like
My poem is meant to be read
slowly
So as not to miss
the mixture of the longing
and the having as yu have
had me
and left tattoos all over my third eye…
In real life I’m clumsy and get bruised
I dont hurt ever from yu tho.
It’s always right
on time.
sinew stretching
yu are not the easy path
yu are the needed journey
It is nu every time.
About zarahrose
Writer, lover, swimmer, aspiring yogini, vegetarian whole earth loving mama. Freedom Peace, Truth, Justwise, more.less.inner.outer..........
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