Wind Blown Eyes Wind Blown Ties
My second wind of honesty
Renewing vows with poetry
Honestly, something's calling me
Telling me
All the things that hinge on the precipice of destiny
Hug me please,
Hold my knees
Wiggle doubt and grant me peace
That will ease,
Every ounce in me
Pour me tea,
For an eternity
Copyright © Ke Nna Tolamo | Year Posted 2020
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