I am no poet alone.
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olifinch182thinker of tender thoughts
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some spilled ink from a book i'll never write :) instagram: anonymousfinch

I am no poet alone.

by olifinch182

because without you

my eyes are clouded, my knuckles raw, and my pulse jaded. without you there is no poetry to believe in.

alone,

I am no moon that you see at night I am no tide I am only the shadow of you. you are my ebb and flow.

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olifinch182thinker of tender thoughts
a year agoReply
@bernardtwindwil wow, thank you so much. this means the world.

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
a year agoReply
This is a charming ode to that significant other who is obviously your muse. Good job. It was positive and upbeat, yet sincere. The poem was mechanically sound and the words were well chosen. Good job

a year agoReply
beautiful!