Emotion Dough

Emotions always rise

Page 41 Chapter 6

My favorite book

Tucked inside resting eyelids

Sitting with my brain dating and waiting

She’s beautiful to read I GASP

Laughing in public alone while connected

Playing with my well, how deep and still present my best

Her pages breath fully, chest high glued to pages

If yall only knew how our pens kiss papers of days

She brings out my best hidden gifts

My favorite book only gets my looks forever until I rest I was a mess now triple blessed can’t ruin next forget your tests I pass hers cowboy hats and spurs in silly pictures clicking licking fingers for the next chapter next page after we ride we’ll ride again I said for life no fake end can’t see any ending.

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Edmond

Edmond is an INFJ layman writer, creating freestyle poetry as an outlet for his emotions for over thirty years. He can be contacted at: Email: Carolinawriter@protonmail.com

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