love is a song
in my soul
i couldn’t sing
i couldn’t breathe
my heart doesn’t
strum in its string
from each notes
to every beat
love is a sun
in between the
skies and ocean
while the brids
hitting their wings
flying each feather
rising above together
love is every
poetry that i write
felt and seen
from my skin
to my bones―
and all these words
are the things
that kept me
until all that i endure
will mend me
― joannachse
joannachse 