Ascending Hope

May 10, 2012 Posted by the writer

He says…
And sadness stops
Stirring in my stomach.
Slow motion
You see. I spent
Life attempting
To meet cause; when
Be… For…
A tattooed reason.
Tree shaped love,
Growing in my bones.
High of actual height,
Stepping up desire.
Cloud break, coming
Into honest. We
Vowed forever
At first sight.
Swelling syllables
… spoken.

About the writer

gretchen's brain is preoccupied with words.

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