Beautiful

Spiritual Love Poems

Poem

 

Beautiful
Nameless
This phantom shape that fills my mind and has not faces but instead
Depths depths depths
That can’t be fathomed or explored
Beyond the reaches of my tired mind
And yet I turn the corners
Seeking the names the wind whispers might be yours
The turns of phrase
The fleeting whispers
Of these moments
Unbroken
Unending

 

more by KRISTEN GREEN

photograph by Anna Hamilton

 

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