Truths

Whispers in the willows,

and buttery breaths,

amorous armadillos,

and dear dolls’ deaths;

these things thaw

my mummified mind,

reminders of raw

feelings left to find.

4 thoughts on “Truths”

I absolutely loved it.

Love the alliteration!

Oooh, the rhymes, the alliteration, the playfulness, the darkness . . . love it! =D

Beautiful alliteration! This just rolls on the tongue… lovely. 🙂

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