I've no words tonight
just loneliness.
and distance.
from you.
from him.
from me.
Tonight my heart is stone
cracked in the frigidity
always split in half.
and hungry.
and fragile.
and pale.
Stone for my bedmate
feathers for my feet
blankets of quills.
so quiet.
so open.
so blue.
Do you have to know what a poem means when you write it? I really don't know what all of that one was about...
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