Poetry · Writing

the charm of a scale

i never have to tell you

but i always want to remind you

the way you speak reminds me of a river creek

subtle and calm holding me tight in the center of your palm

the charm of a scale- always in balance no force no malice;

the way you love- secret to your sauce isn’t three spoons of sugar

it’s your hands through my hair like a comb here or gone

i’ve never felt so at home

beat of your heart moves my train and your lips are the fuel

never cruel a precious jewel and it’s all in your eyes

and i’ll never part ties

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