It’s dark and it’s April.

I wish we could see
eye to eye
cheek to cheek
teeth to teeth
Don’t regret these dreams
these paint scale details
that mock our pretty lives
pretty lies
Just hurry
I wish you could see
just who I could be
If you would just choose me
over
and over
Just push play
cheek to cheek
teeth to teeth
a breath in the right direction

M.

Poetry

Mandy Joy Poole View All →

Writer and photographer from remote Labrador, Canada. Just another cold Labradorian chillin' in the Big Land. Can most likely be found walking my dog Grace or behind an iMac screen slowly taking over the interwebs.

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