Poems from AlyxTighe3
If I died today
My spirit would pass away.
My bones would turn to dust
Before tomorrow turns to dusk
The moon would still light the...
Love-- it means nothing now
but flirting and empty sound
it's physical and short last
nothing like was in the past.
There was a time...
Bound by silence, my mind a cell.
Blinded, deafened- can't hear the bell.
The bell that sounds freedom to speak
My blinded eyes struggle to...
It calms. It cools. It cuddles close.
It soothes. It warms. It’s a loving dose.
It’s there to aid your every scrapped knee.
It listens to...