By J Ann Crowder
Your beautiful lived within the kindness you flung on my heart
He lay there for eternities—he never left!
You see? My core became his prism; my flesh the soil he sunk his tender roots into
As such, I found your kindness a living thing
A breathable entity attached to each memory with which you molded him
With him, he took a piece of you
Hence, long after you return to earth’s yearning pastures, a piece of you will live and breath inside me—roots ever sprouting withal my inner most depths
Written November 30th, 2017.
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