Poems from oliviajlarsen
Here I sit alone.
You, far from my outsreatched hands,
Experiences.
I use to be blind,
To the love inside your eyes.
Now you hold my heart.
I step to the right
a spin, a dip, dizziness.
The arms of my love.
One step, two steps, three.
I disregard the warnings,
A slippery slope.
You listen to me.
You've always shown me the way.
I call you mother.