Adrian Franklyn Poet Free verse

Brooke

Brooke: my licorice baby.
Fire in those eyes and caramel hair.
Death has done us part.
So sad. The face 
Glows. 
With Radiation and Malnutrition, with 
Gluttony and Pride
My Deus Ex Machina
My bloody sunrise
My darling butterfly
My river of mysterious red liquid.
Oh, 
Brookie: my anti-husk
An eyed individual with
Dark hairs around the eyes
And a nose that carries immense weight.
Lightest skin
Most wonderful to be inside.

I want your hair in my mouth.

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Beata Agustin January 27, 2026 at 2:04 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.