Hannah Barham Poems

craving you
the firm press of your warmth
against the cool of my skin
needing to have you here
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The tiny baby in the photographs
So small, bald, and fragile
Cradled in strong arms
Loved for simply existing
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Morning sweeps in
sun rising early
and I rise with it.
You are here,
...

You were the stolen

Kiss in the middle of the night

The sweetest

Most satisfying

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My world was ended the day
My heart was shattered
And shards of love were crushed
To myriad, myriad grains of hurt.
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Can't he see I'd give my all for him?
Breaking me on rocks of life
He sighs: 'I never wanted to make you cry.'
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The day my lover refused to talk,
My heart performed a familiar
Backflip of insecurity and need.
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I watch my lover as he goes
in combat gear
hefting a heavy load -
his pack, his gun,
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'I'll be fine
I know I will
I always am.'
The biggest lie.
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Stranded
in my own little world of pain.
Alone
where I most need to be loved.
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