When Curiosity Doesn't Kill You……YOU LEARN. More Than Just a Breathe of Fresh Air


I saw your boat

washed ashore

into pieces

but together.

I saw myself

buried in the sand

as if they got there

before me.

like they thought

they were a step

ahead of us

as if I wouldn’t notice

the dots to connect

the picture I drew

and the Angel I went to.

the angel I became

in the process

an angel of light

so you can see at night

I hugged you

like a child

and smiled


How I miss you,

my someone.

How we felt the same

I didn’t even need

to ask for a name.

(copyright Kerrious 2016 with all rights reserved).


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