Saturday, 3 March 2018

all that I know

love is a soft word
peeled from one heart
and wrapped around another
like shrink wrap
goodbye is a hard word
torn from the lips
and punched into a heart
with a jackhammer
maybe is a cruel word
poured from an indecisive mind
and dripped into a heart
like liquid hope
whatever is my word
sprayed across my heart like graffiti
and whispered in my ears
as they come
and thankfully go