Soul On Palm Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

Soul On Palm



With my soul on your palm
you will never be free.
You will never be
who your heart wants you to be.
Unclear is this vision
so is the attempt for incision.
My mind spills and trips
on everything I know.
I’m afraid you’re my weakness
that I should now show.

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