Moistened rivulets upon flushed cheeks
sculpt betrayal of a shrouded scar.
A heart immured, a spirit stilled,
ladened fetters from afar.
Free her from these vines that bind,
renew her with each embrace.
Let the wounds that scathed of yesterday
become kindling for a love engraced.
Categories: All Poetry, Life & Love, Poetry by Phoebe
Wow this is really deep
beautiful and thank you for following me I love the lay out on your site!
Hi Phoebe! Thanks for following. By the way, your poetry and spoken word are amazing!
Thanks so much! And it’s nice to meet you. 🙂