“And there you sit. My eyes burning a hole on the side of your face while the stars are being captured in your eyes from the prolonged, there's-plenty-of-time, full attention you're giving each one. And there you sit. And I'm wishing I could give you every ounce of what you give the stars.” LovePoetryTimeStarsPoemAnxiety Author:Taylor Patton
“Sometimes my helpless blood runs numb and, if only for a second, I forget how frail bones can be.” PoetryBloodPoemAnxietyBonesPoemsNumb Author:Taylor Patton