Creator, Performer, Teacher

Floating Words

Poetry from the core of me.

Could You

Could you see it

Did I allow it to escape

Could you read

Upon my face

The thing my heart was screaming

 

Could you hear it

Did it come out in my voice

The tiniest little waver

From my usual cadences

Did I let on at all

 

Could you feel it

When you put your hand

Upon my shoulder

Did you feel the shock

Running through my body

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