This poem, by Ellen Bass, is lovely and painful and necessary:
“I want your scent in my hair.
I want your jokes.
Hang your kisses on all my branches, please.
Sink your fingers into the darkness of my fur.”
This poem, by Ellen Bass, is lovely and painful and necessary:
“I want your scent in my hair.
I want your jokes.
Hang your kisses on all my branches, please.
Sink your fingers into the darkness of my fur.”