Frankie Quinn with a poem from his book Open Gates.In Kennedy's SongShe lifted her head and as theTears rolled down her silken faceThey fell on his chest like rocksAnd cut deep whence her pain emerged.♞♜♝She pulled him towards herFelt him meld content in their confusion.Released from her, a fearsome beauty♞♜♝Held captive in her eggshell heart.So he drank her melancholy and tasted herFear from
Published on June 14, 2022 09:00