Open Too Late Poem by Leah Dodd
Open Too Late
when smoke clung to skin like
shine on the pavement
(I couldn't sit around knowing
you were doing things like that)
tears reached my neck
and you couldn't find forgiveness
in your coffee
there were mountains between us
Change- abridged relation into love world - line are beautiful- tears reached my neck and you couldn't find forgiveness in your coffee
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5/1/2024 7:23:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Write comment. Such a nice start, Leah. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks