
You rise again, hanging quiet in the dark, as you always do: Watching. Waiting. Listening. You don’t knock. Never have. I feel your eyes: Patient. Waiting. I never ask if you have time. You always do. Even when the night is crowded, and others talk, you leave a little space for me. I speak softly […]
My Confidant: A Poem
A deeply moving poem by Emilie Turner. I loved the flow of the words. The cadence sways softly with a sense of deep longing. Great job Emilie, I likes your poem so much I wanted to share!!
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