Form of Death

I kneel before youGrass imprints onMy hands and knees Hot, summer airCooled by the dark nightEncompasses meLike the blanket of your arms did AloneI come before youSeeking solace inMemories Petrified of futureClinging to pastNot ready to let go I lay downSpread on the ground above youRocking back and forthBackForth The soil cushions my tearsLike your … Continue reading Form of Death