Poetry
that’s how it feels
that’s how it feels—
the touch of raspy voices
bouncing off the carpet-covered stairs
the porches always thirsty for the longing brush
of corners
of unironed shirts and washed-out fondness
thrown in together with the remnants
of their homecoming blush
transcribing
sentences pronounced softly
and tender just enough to settle on the lips
to warm
the throats and hands when these walls let the cold in
to cherish sleeves of touch before the rays of spring
we’re filling galleries,
indeed, of vibrance falling from the fingers
and tucked in pockets of the souls we cling to
we pave the roads
climb over the ceilings
never unclutching hands despite the winds of noon
let’s take a ride
whether it's our feet, that drag us
down the paths we thought were strangers
or bicycles
that feels like age thirteen
across the fields and pavements of the past’s forgiveness
teach me to your lullabies
teach me to see through clouds
your shine brightens the freckles of the summertime
take pictures
as we laugh with open mouths
unsheltered within courage of our storyline
the touch of raspy voices
bouncing off the carpet-covered stairs
the porches always thirsty for the longing brush
of corners
of unironed shirts and washed-out fondness
thrown in together with the remnants
of their homecoming blush
transcribing
sentences pronounced softly
and tender just enough to settle on the lips
to warm
the throats and hands when these walls let the cold in
to cherish sleeves of touch before the rays of spring
we’re filling galleries,
indeed, of vibrance falling from the fingers
and tucked in pockets of the souls we cling to
we pave the roads
climb over the ceilings
never unclutching hands despite the winds of noon
let’s take a ride
whether it's our feet, that drag us
down the paths we thought were strangers
or bicycles
that feels like age thirteen
across the fields and pavements of the past’s forgiveness
teach me to your lullabies
teach me to see through clouds
your shine brightens the freckles of the summertime
take pictures
as we laugh with open mouths
unsheltered within courage of our storyline