so it was
that their bodies
were sandpaper
and the closer they got
the more they bore down
below them
as the grains
began collecting
a small pale mass
began to form
it took the shape
of all they wanted-
rose up &
walked away.
-sc
so it was
that their bodies
were sandpaper
and the closer they got
the more they bore down
below them
as the grains
began collecting
a small pale mass
began to form
it took the shape
of all they wanted-
rose up &
walked away.
-sc
sheila sea 
love this. when we slough off our superficiality, desires are freed and take leave of us…
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That’s the best, isn’t it? Thank you for stopping by.
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interesting…
I wish it was longer…
Took me a couple of reads to get what it really means
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Haha, I think I like that it took you a few reads to really absorb it. Thank you!
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Ooooh. Great ending. Your poem kinda reminds me of one of mine called Rearranged- https://learningtocry.wordpress.com/2015/06/12/rearranged/
Suzanne
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Lovely poem, Suzanne. Thank you for sharing. 🙂
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This is beautiful.
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Thank you. 🙂
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This is absolutely beautiful ❤
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Thank you, I’m so glad you think so!
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This is dope. FIRE!
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Haha thank you!
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