then I hope the butterflies are just as beautiful /
and the seas just as tempestuous / because I am
learning to love / my squishiness and storms /
and I want every version of me / happy / sullen /
and wicked / to find stony strength in such
fragility / I want every me to be loved for her
anger / fierce wolf howl / & fascination for
wishing wells / because there must be so many
pennies lost in space / thrown with a daydream in
mind / stuck between mirrors of time / so I hope
the butterflies and oceans are just as pretty /
I hope they still feel like home even if I am
upside down.
Poem: © Kristiana Reed 2020
You are surpassing yourself with every new poem.
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Ah thank you so much! ♥️♥️♥️
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You are welcome, and it’s true. All your latest poems were fantastic 🙂
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♥️♥️♥️
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