Fallen heights (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Your words are wind; And so they blew me off to cloud nine, It all felt so magical, And I thought you were mine. I was held afloat- Suspended in mid air, I trusted you would break my fall But when I fell, you weren’t there. So I fell; I fell for you, Hearing nothingContinue reading “Fallen heights (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

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