Salem/Portland

Portland OR

Description

Your brown skin Your sense of taste Confide Abide True love But I was fresh Like the colors you paint A canvas is always white Till my own mind’s pain conquered me Because my brown skin tortured me as well Distant 7 years And however long that actually feels to you Memories are hard won But through the pain They are cherished. Remember the smiles? When we walked from one class to another Through small woods Those token woods To save the planet That we made a forest out of. I learned your true voice And cherish it forever Remember running? The first time you tried mushrooms We’re tied to the earth Laughing Hard to keep up But I knew you were safe for the first time I knew you were going to be alright Did you even need me And that is why I had to leave. I had to break your heart And I’m sorry I am so very sorry I regret it every day