Poems from ilianatorre

Mom: You used to always say to me you are gold. I never understood what you meant but being older now, I realized you would say these words...
he touched my neck and his fingers  ran all the way down to my collar bone  but with such grace and love that it didn't feel wrong  it felt...
my mom always told me you are gold when I forgot how precious I was because that dumb boy didn't know how to commit because he didn't know...