Don’t try so hard. Just breathe.
Let the thoughts come. You will needle out
Truth is time. Then we will argue
over points or dashes or slides
Right now I want you to rest
your head on my breasts and listen
Now my heart is your mind
The warmth of my body is you
Hold me. Let me hold you
I am poet. I am woman. I write with my thumbs.
Read my poems. Tell me what You think. You may find the love poem you always thought someone wrote for you. Or the one you meant to write
lovers tell zingers and often break hearts
Milky Way Earth U.S.A Madison WI
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