beauty love poetry Uncategorized

a glove

Imagine a soul

Like a glove

Turned inside out

For so long

Its forgotten itself

We’ve all been there,

Awkward and marked like

Cain for failing to deliver

A fitting sacrifice

All around



There is love,

And the courage to love

And despite all evidence

To the contrary

There are a million

Tiny acts of kindness

Like stars

And through them

Through one another

We make the darkness

A little less dark,

You with your insights,

Studying to learn away fear, weakness,

Lost to yourself but here,

Is where I will reach you,

My affection, the strength of desire for a warm place

Of peace made perfumed by love

And the glove

Still fits my fingers

The material breathes

And so will I

And so will you.

By MBBlissett

Writer. Working on book-length projects and posting fiction and poetry here.

You can find more about me here:

Represented by SMART Talent Agency (

I am available for writing projects via my agent, Kelly and I look forward to hearing from you.

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