forehead kisses
He felt like sunshine.
By Joann ClaudePublished 4 years ago • Updated 4 years ago • 1 min read
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It felt like sunshine-
Being seen for the first time.
Truly seen.
A Sun shining light
Into
My dark sky -
So much love
Crammed into a pair of thin lips
trembling hands against my damp cheeks
an apology for blood
he did not shed.
Tending to wounds
He did not inflict
But he would
Have taken for Me
Without question.
I was warm
after
Years
and
years
of winter
A kiss thawed
These frozen traumas
That couldnt be dented
With an ice pick
Yet he turned them into
Ice cubes and put them
In his cup and,
tasting my pain,
Wept for the
Bitter taste of my scars
There’s no way to describe it.
About the Creator
Joann Claude
“I'm not sure why
I have the inexplainable urge
To tell everyone I come in contact with
That I'm dying”
-a million thoughts all at once after a brief interaction with a customer at work


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