Trespass Your migration into my heart is a violation of the sweetest kind I can barely concentrate I am going out of my mind In the rubric of my desires you appear so many times The quintessential lover Committing the ultimate crime Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing © Prompts: Migration Rubric Violation QuintessentialContinue reading “Trespass”
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Trees
I was watching a drama on Amazon yesterday and there was a dialogue between a man and woman who were walking in the city of Dublin getting to know each other. She was from Cuba and he was Irish. She asked him what kind of tree she was looking at and he answered, it wasContinue reading “Trees”