Poetry that I've written down somewhere I could find later and then copy online later. Warning: It's corny and amateur! Many of these poems are written by my kins and not my "core" self.
October 28th, 2025
A touch of fingers crossed,
A touch of knees when sat
A touch of hands when brushed,
A touch of your hair pat
Too much when I want you
Too much when you don't me.
Too much when I need you
Too much when you won't me.
A touch within the lines,
Too much a friendship end.
A touch of the wrong kinds,
Too much when just your friend.
A touch because I —- .
Too much because I —- .
July 11th, 2025
Clouds of cotton swirl,
as crops, ovine, sky alike
Sight blurred by blond wheat,
breeze blows, and golden glow fades.
Now, eyes clear — 'twas my own hair.
July 11th, 2025
Stitched with love—
Hugged to its source.
Adaptive with its shape but
Dependent on its opposite,
Overwhelmed by that very light.
Will I ever know, what a Shadow is?