Poetry

#10 Again

Brown eyes, soft hands,
where have you been?

Loose mind, loud cries,
I was floating.  Waiting.

For you to save me, not
because I needed saving, but
I have been so strong.
For so long.

I just needed to be
weak.
I needed to
break
in order
to be
whole again. In your arms.
I am found. Again.


Photography by vonmedeza.

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