The Pages I Share
Real intimacy is showing you the unedited pages of poems
The maddening prose of growing pains
Sorrowful cries of grief
Papable love and lust too
These pages where the outside world doesn't dare to touch
It is without sway or influence
Just the words and sentences I want to say
or need to
Know it is love
If you read these pages without marks or dashes
That is the truest part of me I could ever share
Elizabeth Almeida ©2021