‘ i want to know why
syllables are just that,
but the three syllables
of your name is the
sweetest poem. ’

Favorite stanza. Such a great read

"i want to swim your veins to
your heart, where everything
is still primordial. unadulterated
emotions, untethered verses
floating in a nebula of the
unspoken; the clay things your
heart stirs at but your hands
never shaped into words."

I could feel the pure adoration towards the subject of your poem. Beautiful work; thank you.

few words. (whoops I already made 3 nominations)... those closing lines, killed me. I love this month.

This stuck with me. The last few lines were fantastic and balanced out the introduction beautifully.