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your words provide
safety for me
just knowing perfect
love exists
saves me a little
more and more
every day
~*~
I try to hold
back from saying
every word
inside me
your better knowledge
forms rising pockets
of relief
I gaze
trying to visualize myself
as you see me
~*~
squinting in
confused disbelief
your hand
thrust out in generosity
I grasped on
saved
K.B. Silver
About the Creator
K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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