The nightlight in the back of your iris
just turned on
you have been waiting for me
you're the first to admit.
Sometimes you make me wonder how
anyone lives without
being held
like they are the last breath.
You’ve almost convinced me
the world is love now
if I couldn't remember
the blood in my hands I would remember
you kissed my eyes and I saw the other side of
the lies I told myself
You held my throat and
suddenly
I heard my own voice for the very first time
About the Creator
Katarina Tyler
Tre Fou
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