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Loving this - another Poem Interpretation

4/5/2020

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I am feeling so inspired reading other's poetry and interpreting their words with my images. ​One more for you. This poem is by Julia Barnett.
​I am mute
In your presence.
My voice, though quiet
Is usually strong.
Harmonious and leveled
Near you, my throat shuts.
The melody of my thoughts
Ready and ripe to offer
wilts and falls to the ground.
Near you, I grow fainter.
Dissolving, in the shadow
of your footprints.
Laid bare, hands outstretched
pleading, for you, to take the fruit.
The shape of my person
Tailor-made of good intentions
bends.
The edges of my body constrict
Palms sweating nerves plucked
I falter
In your presence.
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