chasin’ comfort
every second and every minute
with you standin’ there
waitin’ for me
always in the distance
no matter the consequences
or inclement weather
when I became a lost thing
missin’ you, I have become
what others long for
and as I am missed in the world
you are my antidote
to all sorrow
happened to me recently
and multiplied by others
deeds and words overflowed
from a cup that is too full already
containin’
the whole truth
far-flung from comfort
yet by you
everythin’ changes
and that bitter vinegar
metamorphoses
into beluga caviar and champagne
celebratin’
autumn transformation
in a state of liberation
of all my senses
finally findin’ firth
free from harm
hopefully in your arms
*
September 2022
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Moon Desert
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BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
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beautifully pinned!