Posted in Poetry

want a man

by my side

so i can

swallow pills -rescue

me, you

feel the grass beneath our feet

’cause the sands of time

to shift into night

so young, so old

these days were made

to feel the air we breathe

you sit by my side -while

i swallow these pills,

love rests with me.

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