retreat
i waited and waited.
you never came.
your skin callous to my whisper.
a hint of a turn.
and i retreat.
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i waited and waited.
you never came.
your skin callous to my whisper.
a hint of a turn.
and i retreat.
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I like your style of poem. I also write, I’m an italian young writer-journalist.
And I like you too. You’re researching a very interesting way of being, made of appareance and not, dark/white slidin’ away.
I think I like you art.
Kiss.
Stef