First Post like in a year, starting a virtual poetry diary of some sorts, I’m not that experienced however I’ve always made them when I felt some sort of way. Judge but don’t judge too harshly. In the jungles of your hair Find my fingers brushing against the grain In the plains of your skin Look for my lips pursing against it The ocean of your eyes Search for my reflection holding you tight Explore the cavern of your rib cage Hear the echos of my voice In the iron of your blood Smelts a piece made for me

