The Space Between
This honey sick sweetness,
infecting my bones,
I’m indebted to you,
I’ll stop casting stones,
The distance between us
once felt very cold,
but one step forwards,
now that distance feels old.
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This honey sick sweetness,
infecting my bones,
I’m indebted to you,
I’ll stop casting stones,
The distance between us
once felt very cold,
but one step forwards,
now that distance feels old.
I really like this, especially the alliteration and imagery in the first stanza 🤌