After all is said and done
November 14th, 2015
I take words
from my solar plexus
from my gut
where I have stored you
with my intuition
I take words
from my solar plexus
words that are smoothed
of bile
of regret
of loss
They are the beads
I pray for you on
I take words of you
I string them around
my heart
© Tanya Southey @Ordinary Poetry
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