rock of ages
love conquers all... including weather predictions
By Lyndon BeierPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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with you seasons are
nigh bearable, and i can
tread rockiest earth.
fire still falls upon
me, but i ache for no drop
to satisfy thirst.
winds pull me to my
knees—or they would, without your
steadying, soft hands;
every element
spread before your gaze dares not
drift from your demands.
About the Creator
Lyndon Beier
(they/them) enjoys exploring various themes surrounding identity and escapism in their work. They've been featured by blueprint magazine and their local public library system, and were awarded “Poet of the Year” by NEHS in 2022.
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