Poems

Poems Trying to say nice things about you I want to write you a meaningful card. Something that proves I like you. I try to compare you to a tiny bird with a titans soul. I try to compare you to a bubbling liquid amber-stone. I try to compare you to an embossed, page stealing book. I doesn't work. But I give it to you, And it becomes your favourite thing anyway. Thunder storm The entirety of space inverted all altered save the quietly terrified earth cast small against our focus on the clouds a gateway to the drama HRT stopped for a month My stubble's back. Not had this for years, my personal symptom of the wider issue. My skins different. I rest my hand on my face, its rougher, greasier by the day. Now I suffer my past. Its familiar pain is here, shared with friends in memory, made real now. But! It lets me see him. His face is back. Whats it been? 3 years? You've changed too my long gone friend. He looks comfortable. The stubble's still there, but womanhood has strengthened him.…