February 1, 2023.
I will find you in darkness
Arms stretched out for warmth
Final moments wait
Shrug off death like a bad cold
Won’t fade till you say
Trees in shades of blue
Searching through these tired mountains
Ground cold on bare feet
Gravel embedded
Into my feet and bruised knees
Tree roots tripping me
I will stop for death
If she will wait patiently
While I tie ribbons
And all the loose ends
Into his messy brown locks
To comb out later
Poetry by aidan haskel
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Written on 2023-02-01 at 06:54
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When the sun goes down,I will find you in darkness
Arms stretched out for warmth
Final moments wait
Shrug off death like a bad cold
Won’t fade till you say
Trees in shades of blue
Searching through these tired mountains
Ground cold on bare feet
Gravel embedded
Into my feet and bruised knees
Tree roots tripping me
I will stop for death
If she will wait patiently
While I tie ribbons
And all the loose ends
Into his messy brown locks
To comb out later
Poetry by aidan haskel
Read 252 times
Written on 2023-02-01 at 06:54
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