Headstone Love Notes by Dorian BlackIn the moments,
where light hits your eyes,
from my watchtower heart,
I like to pretend
that the look of panic from knowing
that I'll never let your heart go,
is still the same look
that you gave me
when you tucked love notes
safely into my leather jacket.
I had no idea then,
that those were whispers
to a ghost,
and you were burying them. 08/30/2013
Author's Note: Pretty much a junk poem, but I may come back to it one day and fix it.
Posted on 08/30/2013 Copyright © 2025 Dorian Black
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