how far

how far can i 

fold within

within

within

myself

until i am a flat folded piece of paper?

him (boy version)

I cannot abandon

that young boy anymore

I pushed him aside 

just to make sure 

everyone else was alright

and to be honest 

I am not sure I have not just

continued to do that 

the rest of my life

You Are a Book

You are a book
someone may take off the shelf.

Know that if
you are taken down and perused,
If your pages are touched
and a finger traces your letters with care,
each page tenderly turned,
eyes glued to each word,
if you are brought close to them
so they can drink in your scent deeply,
and you change them,
and even if they, with love,
appreciate your story with sighs,
they may always, still,
when done,
place you right back on the shelf.


You are s t i l l a beautiful story.


-aq/lesnspired


☄PoetryOutLoud

Wish Me Well (with Poetry Out Loud)

There is a life that is awaiting me.

It's called my name since I was a child.

Perfectly it rang clear as a bell.

I did not have to correct it.

"No, it's pronounced..."

No, because it knew me.

It knows me.