written on notebook paper.
the heart, crinkled up
on the carpet in front
of an empty trash can;
a poem
she would never read,
a poem
he would never give her.
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breath of life.
the world was created
by words, spoken.
the universe, ignited
by a poem exhaled.
(Source: thedustdancestoo)
be patient poet, be gentle.
every butterfly is a poem
with painted wings,
waiting to be caught.
(Source: thedustdancestoo)
cross-stitching.
tog alets stitch our hearts ether with needlesnd thread.
(Source: thedustdancestoo)
