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@NunavutBirder@mas.to · 6 days ago

#Poetry #PoetryWhenTheMomentTakesMe

Poem: My hand rests
Across your breast
In this silence
Borne of your anger

Not of my hand
But of something unsaid
The offence
You will not explain

And I want to
Pull you close
And I want to
Sleep

And I want to
To comfort you
And mostly I want
You to help me

Fix what is wrong
And wake
seeing you
In the morning — Poem: My hand rests Across your breast In this silence Borne of your anger Not of my hand But of something unsaid The offence You will not explain And I want to Pull you close And I want to Sleep And I want to To comfort you And mostly I want You to help me Fix what is wrong And wake seeing you In the morning

@BobReflected@mastodon.social replied · 5 days ago

@NunavutBirder empathy ...

@grb090423@mastodon.social replied · 6 days ago

Lots of feelings, so many of us understand.

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