poetry

  • Wishing

    Waking up to me wishing you were my blanket, my morning coffee Between the Lines © 2026

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  • Free

    If you had to be an animal for a week, which one would you be and why? To be a bird would be freedom – with grace in every feather, and purpose in every movement of my wings, I would become poetry in the sky – I would soar to where my soul was called, …

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  • Missing You

    The yesterday of your hand felt with your breath on my skin, sends my longing to the sky – how lonely love is Between the Lines © 2026

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