Stones (an original poem)

in poetry •  8 years ago  (edited)

we weren't limited
to the naked skin of night

or the soil
finding its way between our toes

we carried a sail
over murky waters

we cradled the soul of love
into a prism of rain

and today
i have a thousand stones

entombing me

of the words
i used so recklessly 

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