I desire to keep, not letting go
Of my quality of self and soul,
Cultural make-up and all I've
Grown to know,
Loves careless air slices deeper
Than the sharpest knife,
Without which, Could I survive?
To keep parts of self from show
Can never suffice
Because, no matter what,
You colour my life.
I love this one it resonates with me.
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Great poem VF
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Thankyou Jupiterchildren, for your heartfelt comment!
ReplyDeleteThankyou Dewdrop, appreciate your comment!