Melt my bones, warm my heart.
Your face reminds me of a time before the dark.
Take my ring, bare my frustration.
Your love keeps me grounded when the sun fades.
Feed me, I rub your feet.
Your acceptance makes my frustrations non-existent.
I fight, you bandage my wounds.
This big bear will never turn its claws inward.
The sun rises, Your sunshine out shines.
All I need is another morning with you.
Poetry
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I really love the visual of “melt my bones.”
I’d also recommend changing the ending of your second line, so it’s not a slant rhyme of “heart.” The ret of the poem doesn’t rhyme (which is totally fine and good!), but it sets the readers expectations for something that doesn’t come.
writing visual, physical incarnate experience even when reading the written.