my poems are timid

Meet whomever comes to you
My poems want for a safe space
—They are fearful
Wondering if you will be kind
These poems are timid—they hide
Behind words, and say a little less
You must tease them out, yield
A spell of your life to the whole
Or simply stand with
People are poems too

:- Doug.

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