I have a love for recreating the world through words
It’s strange to me to think that the addition of one leaf is all it takes to shift a fate from commonplace to lucky.
By Katrina J. Ford3 years ago in Poets
all the time I think of you I cast my golden glow on you caress your every dimple with the longing in my heart imagine all the depths
I see a row of empty houses with windows wide like eyes, staring at the world, filled with anticipation, doors ready to open to dreams fulfilled,
When fireflies light up the night with tiny, blinking lights, it’s almost as if the stars are floating, dancing on the ground. I wonder what it’s like
You spoke a breath, a thought that moved from mind to mouth, the words a declaration. The silence broken, the heavens responded
Why do I question changing seasons if it’s all just a part of the natural cycle? …life then death then life then death then…
A thing within me broke, a fragile thing, weighed down by expectations—the way you wanted me to be A thing within me tore,
What is normal? I often wonder… …who set the limit of acceptable behavior? …who said you can go so far, but one step more is too much?
this dance we do, every night, every day closer, then closer, then further away always interacting, never intersecting
