1. I wonder what I am?
If I could jump into the figure of time and find myself the best of me before it turns,
If I could know if I'll be okay.
At a cost of something, I would pay.
I want to embrace the sides of me with so much love
I want to
Kiss the me I haven't yet introduced.
Unlocked in all spaces and senses.
2. I would hold you and tell you that I'd love you without having yet or knowing how.
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A child stands in her room and stares wide eyed at the window sprinkled in drops of rain.
Behind, a haze of blueish grey fog obscures her vision.
Tenderly awaiting a moment.
She herself, enters the room to the scene having grown with heart. Without a word. And approaches the girl-herself-lending out a hand. Understanding there will never be a time right, but a time now.
And the two watch together, embraced.
Both in content in knowing and awaiting what lies beyond the fog.
Excited and unafraid.
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Untitled Anthology for the 20 somethings
PoetryMoulding myself into something I'm not. a love letter to all the sweetly gorey things and afflictions that are a part of being a young adult like love, insecurities and vulnerability in 15 parts. Image: "Connected, Communicating" Noah Kocher.
