Poems from ililley
wrinkles, pores, stretch marks,
we pick at these miniscule parts of our selves
with what we expect people whose opinions we care about...
holding my first loves hand
walking further into the field
his australian shepherd is backlit by a vivid sunset
i want to walk into this...
I met her 6 years ago
I tried to take her out of my life 4 times, falling back deeper than before
She made me laugh, calm, hunger
She...
the sun washes
the breeze rinses
the birds signal the load is done
outside is waiting for you with peace in its arms
soft warm sun...
time is like God
it will always forgive you for yesterday
and give you another tomorrow
you can ask it what you want, but it has no reason...