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He felt like sunshine.

By Joann ClaudePublished 4 years ago Updated 4 years ago 1 min read
forehead kisses
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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.

love poems

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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