Poetry

Prison Walls

“But darling,
I don’t just love you.
You are in my DNA.”

Your smile crossed what seemed to be vast oceans and an infinite number of miles of unforseen terrain of my walls — this self-made prison of mine — to reach me. And love, it was the brightest and warmest thing I’ve ever felt in my life. I don’t just love you. You became part of my DNA. Your light flows through my veins and I will always feel you with me.

© Sarah Doughty

Thank you for
bringing this light.

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