the end of a long line

The world has had enough poems of you from me?

then it must suffer another

for if I write of you

it is not that I want to write

but because I must

the words that build up in me

are water behind a dam

already overfull

you who hold my heart

as one holds their breath

for fear of losing it

in the same way

I am being spent up

turning toxic in your veins

and I would sooner die a thousand happy deaths

than see my gift come to cause you harm

Reviews

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. ravishing poetry ...

[Cathy Wattam]

Powerful words. Amazing how people touch our hearts and inspire our creativity. Your use of language is impressive and you bestow to the reader a full-bodied journey of emotions. Thank you.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the visions create by you thoughts in the poem. I have books filled with poetry for my sake today. People who leave our life. Leave their mark and their faces will appear. I enjoyed this poem. Allowed to wander into my thoughts too. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote