Words fester
In recesses of
Restlessness
Aching to find an outlet
Meandering along
to find their way out
Only to retract
Retrace their steps and
Curl back in the womb
They amble their way home
To rest in crevices of our hearts
Nestling in the warmth
Of the comfort of not
Having stirred a storm
Nice! 🙂
my god… this is bful 😉