Untitled On Love Poem by Shelby Barker

Untitled On Love



Echoes are heard from my foot-tapping at your
voice, you talk of the galaxies,
the stars kissing me
As you do. Gently the night sky
no longer frightens me,
but reaches down to caress my fears
Of losing your embraces.
I wonder the existences of reality and ignorance
in me, decide
I'm either out of my head or out of my mind
in love

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