He seems Me
- Myra Mihik
- Nov 25, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: Dec 19, 2022
Pull together my tether
don’t leave me ever
I’ve got you now measured
held feather feelings in the air
could you even care for my snare
trapped like a pair of shoes
money side beatin’ blue
not to measure the fool
pulling at my cool
holding to my pull
he stairs with love in his hair
breeze through my bare
open heart all is fair
taken from there was a little prayer
believing nothing is for her tear
open up the lines of course
force my hand do more
than me a QT
fell through your hands
long for more only be torn
to the pieces you see foreign
more in for the ride
give away at the knife
happiness in a kite
lightweight heavy plates
cleared of waste
a true treasure in the grave
the one unmade
taken in waves
I see myself going down in a blaze
forsaken by rage I only have today
even if it is taken away
it is still wonderfully made
in future dazed
by the clouds that were played
at the feet of her I pray
take it away
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