Friends,

I have decided to keep my writing for myself. Maybe one day we will meet over tea, and the subject of poetry will surface, and after much persuasion, I will show you my latest work. Or maybe you'll find a volume with my name on it some where in the future. Until that day, adieu.

D'quer Jyi-Weil

Thoughts Outside a Doorway

I want you
To wrap your arms
Around my waist
From behind
And rest your cheek
Against my hair.
I feel your breath
Grace the tip of
My ear
As you whisper,
“Baby, it’s alright.
I’m right here.”

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