“poetry
to me
is stumbling around in the dark
searching for
the right words
to describe
that feeling
I get
when she smiles
in her sleep.”
More from Atticus
“The sun is hot without a cloud in the sky and the beach runs out for a mile in silky white…”
“I will follow you, my love, to the edge of all our days, to our very last tomorrows.”
“The world is made up of too many girls wondering if they are pretty and too many boys too…”
“The hardest step we all must take is to blindly trust in who we are.”