I want to be a poet
I want that voice
that roars out
across space
startles you
scares you
and kicks you
in the nuts
so hard
it takes your breath away
assaulted
I want to be that force
that leaves tears
on your face
before you
even realize
they’ve left your eyes
I want to knock you
to your knees
bawling out
screaming screeching
teeming
hell yesses and amens
then lift you
up
goosebumped
and gloried
(with just my words)
Mission accomplished. Your poetry is moving my soul today. Christmas morning when I long for familiar compassion. I've arrived here to taste your life. And I long for more. Peace always for you Micael <3 love, ~L
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