Sprouts
A Poem by Raven Goodpaster
I lost my boyfriend June 7th of this year, this is the first of many in memory of him.
Darkness fills voids when light is nonexistent. Spiraling regrets spill out of my brain onto my pillow, trenches dug at the foot of my bed stop the reaper from noticing my shape. Sly sequins hide in my bra, waiting to relay information. Remembering your outline like I had painted you a million times, recalling your eyes like I had gotten lost in them. Your eyes locked on mine created a sunny ring in my vision as I caressed your hair while my arms draped over your shoulders. Comfort, a warm heaven… a solemn stationary moment of wholey bliss and safety. My giant sprout towered over me and submitted himself fully. Love seized us together as a welded metal frame. Forever my man, Jacob is my one and only infinite love. Until I see you again...
© 2020 Raven Goodpaster
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Added on December 21, 2020
Last Updated on December 21, 2020
Tags: death, love
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Raven GoodpasterColumbia, MO
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I am 17 years old. I love to write fiction and I dabble in poetry. I was born in San Francisco, then I moved to New York, and now...I am in Missouri. I train in Taekwondo and I also play piano. more..
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