Category Archives: Love Poem
You are the seed I am contemplating, as if I were soil feeling nourished enough to offer a place for deep roots, as if I were grounded. I am like a traveler, however, passing through; sections of me eroding, year after year.
Dear Rhurac, I am here in the land of poetry, dance, and music; because you are not with me, the paper refuses my words, the floor swallows my jig, and the air silences my song. 143 Your Hysedai