I crave you. / In quiet stillness / I ache and whine / against the pull in my chest / that yearns, wants, needs, you.
Crave (Poetry)
Month: August 2020
Cling (Poetry)
I clung so hard to you / I couldn't let go / and reach for others.
Writing gracelessly, without particular art or skill, but perhaps some enjoyment.
Balter Through the Pages 