Perhaps you have convinced everyone else, but are yet to convince yourself.
I have aunties I have buried
And now I’m trying to find the time
How especially sacred
feeling slightly better
out of 24.
A man of Silver is what she needs
And what I dripped just lays beneath
Reflecting all I couldn’t be.
I dream that Birds have been taking notes of us
And now the roles reversed.
“I wrote this a while ago… and the truth is we are nearly at 24.”
about the lovers that we’ve held
all is fair in love and poetry
If there is something I know well.
Eternity never expires and forever is where we begin.