Onion (poem)

If I stand in your favor It’s a gift I’ll open later

Onion (poem)

Wine
I spent too much on me
Last night
I felt your body breathe
Your heart
Burning next to me

So
Here we are again
Fireflies
Lighting up the fence
You spin
Further into me
We’re at the end

I’ve waited here for someone
Who peels herself an onion
With the hand of patience
If I stand in your favor
It’s a gift I’ll open later
Like a flame burning backwards

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Krister Axel

Paris, France. Madison, Wisconsin. Los Angeles. Ashland, Oregon. 1 gorgeous wife, 2 amazing kids, + 5 albums later, Krister is ready to write about his favorite thing: music. Spotify username: AIO

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