I heard your heart beat
I saw your breath breathe
My fingers touched your lips
My hands caressed your feet.
As my soul touched yours
I knew, knew there was
No where else in this world
I need be or rather go.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
A sadness deep inside
festering, crying
pleading
to be let out
let outside.
To be free
to wander, find solace
be happy
come alive
This is all
that
sadness asks
all’s needed
for that sadness deep
deep inside.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
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