Perhaps I just fell in love
with the sensation of his lips on my ear,
his breath on my skin
as he whispered my name,
whilst I watched a pink sky
blend into
violet.
Tag: living
– Juliann Garey
Not everyone can feel things as deeply as you. Most people, their feelings are… bland, tasteless. They’ll never understand what it’s like to read a poem and feel almost like they’re flying, or to see a bleeding fish and feel grief that shatters their heart…
Too Bright to Hear, Too Loud to See
Death’s Door
When you’re at death’s door and the IV drips are embedded into your veins, suddenly you realise you’ve never seen as many prayers and tears inside one building. A hospital ward becomes a church, with cries of anguish as the holy choir.
