Here With Our Heat

silent retreat

By Victoria YadiraPublished 5 days ago • 1 min read

I’ll leap from coal to coal,

touch to touch

frame to frame

and back again

Where the wind blows slow

and we lay low

against the heat of yesterday

Frame to frame

take to take

make the wind and the rain

regret its trickle upon the roof it beat

But we rise with the embers

No shadow ever stole

playing caress with our feet

a silent retreat

so good with the heat

and we’ll never show

what we went through to be

here with our heat

that December almost stole

To be honest, I write because I have to...when feelings get too big, and they fragment my thoughts, they come out in poetry

~I also sometimes write under divine inspiration~

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