Poems from elyssa98
He’s fading
Ever so slowly
In my dreams he is
But a silhouette
Sometimes he has
The faintest of color
His laugh on a
Dying cassette.
He...
You now know the answer
To my most frequent question
I never dared to try
Knowing I couldn’t share the information
How is it?
Is it dark...
All I need is a firm spine, uncreased by rough hands.
I need that aroma of hazelnut, noticeable only when soft fingers leaf through
What...