Flushed
Freckled cheeks
Framed by curls
-kept wild to
collect dandelion fluff-
I had to free myself from you
I will always continue to try and scrub you off of me
Wash you out of me
Wipe you off my lips
Read MoreLife or death may snatch you in an instant
Without asking permission
What can you do in a forest
With flames above your head
But surrender…
Read MoreLittle one. I feel you in my bones. I hear the thunder behind your silence. You are not forgotten. Your presence is like a fire that shoves me forward. I remember you often.
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