Pieces of Her/Me

Poetry

D. Abboh

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Her eyes are a map of the stars,
they’re a map of the stars
she’s soul deep, so deep, an Ocean full of light
and soft pieces of heart

everyday she’s swept away by the storms across the sky
quicker than a rocket made of multicoloured light
her feet don’t touch the ground
trying to get home before the sun goes down

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D. Abboh

Hey there - I'm D. Writer/Storyteller | Creative Non-Fiction | Poetry. I know a little Tai Chi - but my Kung Fu is weak. Email: dabboh76@outlook.com