Billie
Can we go back to the way we once were?
When words didn’t get lost
between our mouths and the receiver,
between our teeth and our lips,
beneath our skin dying to burst through our heart.
I want to regain
the passion,
the energy,
the suspicion;
If we were on opposites sides of the world would you swim across
Pacific’s, Atlantics, Red, and Baltic oceans and seas
to tell me you love me more than this journey we are taking, together?
Because I can only never stop thinking about you.
Wishing you would kiss me and hold me;
tell me that distance will make us stronger.
Yet will the heart grow fonder?
Or will our minds just wander into other people and places that God didn’t create?
Because having to pretend like our love surpasses vocal chords we seldom use is getting older.
While this lady is singing the blues…
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For the final 4 days in April I will be posting poetry by poets who I love who have impacted the poet within me. Be sure to get your copy of my poetry collection Smeared Eyeliner and Faded Lipstick! Thank you for reading, sending me emails, sharing your stories and sharing the poems! I've enjoyed sharing a piece of me with you this month!
All my love,
Caneeka Miller
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