Poem: Size

Size

Embrace.
Kiss.
Love.
Fear.

Why is it
words are always
too small?

About this poem.

It started as a love poem. But sometimes words just can’t capture what we are feeling, so it turned into something else entirely,

The painting is “The Nightmare” by Henry Fuseli, 1761.

Tom

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