Poems by silvershoes

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  • We carve curved lines in the sand with
    dead twigs of a sycamore...

  • Lyrics...

  • Tapping my ring finger
    To the beat of...

  • Yes. (7) 6

    I told them if I lose him too, I will die
    Because these are the threads that bind me whole...

  • My heart is a black hole in space, sucking
    the bones of love dry...

  • You- (4)

    Do you feel me when I tell you,
    I am writing this poem for you...

  • When you hear your name slip sweetly from her...
    Dripping in beads of nectar, her azucar...