Monday, December 2, 2013

poem - 4.25.13

Strong willed and independent
Never did too much good.
Breathe, and all is shaken right.
See, and the world will respond.
Frailty never gains friends, only
The dirty laundry designed to
Stay that way. I remember
When I made love last week
And how I stared at my partner.
It was then I realized
That I was finally breathing.
My breath touched his skin
And he smiled with satisfaction
That finally, I learned something
After all.

(copyright 2013 Kimberly B. Richardson)

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