Poems from ilianatorre
Mom:
You used to always say to me
you are gold.
I never understood what you meant
but being older now,
I realized
you would say these words...
he touched my neck
and his fingers
ran all the way down
to my collar bone
but with such grace
and love
that it didn't feel
wrong
it felt...
my mom always told me
you are gold
when I forgot
how precious I was
because that dumb boy
didn't know how to commit
because he didn't know...