There is sound from the neighboring room. There is sound and it’s an instrument being strummed. And there is a voice singing. There is a voice, and it’s singing in a tongue I don’t know. It’s singing a song and it’s soothing to me. It’s soothing and it’s swaddling my … Continue reading
peace
Dear Poetry
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To you I come once more
To whisper in your ear my secrets
And disclose my intimate thoughts
My diary is neglected
Because to you I confess
My darkest feelings and expose
My truest fears
I have only known you a short while
But you know the most
When my … Continue reading