the first of September

the first of September
and I see when I am blind
I run when I am broken
until no hope I shall find

on a bench I will sit
as you walk by in stride
I breathe you in
because you smell good inside

the first of September
your voice shatters through
I smile with eyes shut
because this air contains you

© Copyright 2014 Melissa Leigh Clarke. All Rights Reserved.

About Melissa Leigh

I believe that every life is full of endless moments that help you, hurt your, change you, inspire you, and allow you to mold yourself into the best version of yourself that you can possibly be. Stories exist in all of us and need to be shared in order to grow.
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2 Responses to the first of September

  1. Thank you and thank you for stopping by!

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