Poetry from Brianna Dawn.

the exchange

the feeling of gratefulness
wells up and spills out of the heart
when a lonely love brings a set of empty eyes,
and your heart lifts up out of the dark,
pouring water, watch it rise —
heart overflows, full —
gratitude is sometimes not what people give
and sometimes not what they specially desire from you;
sometimes it’s just the timing of a moment exchanged,
in which both hearts felt the warmth and love
of something true

written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: gratitude

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