By syllables and fate, It's ok, If she never makes it Through my door Like we planned... I'm dancing in new world My giddy kitchen. I'm couch sigh spoked-bridge With sunset, ideas are light. I'm cleaning my home, It is like cleaning my soul. Ok part of my heart beat, Something like a hope poem. Ok, Clean... A returning text... #afirstdate #healingjourney #clearingshadows #poetryasmedicine #poetryoftime #peacezenlove #cleaningmotivation #poetryoflife #poematsunset #poems #poetryofinsta #poetryoflove #poetryofig #poemsofhope #poemofinsta #poetryofinstagrams #poetryofthesoul #poetry #melbspokenword #melbournepoetry (at Ferntree Gully, Victoria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQko4RHNbOV/?utm_medium=tumblr










