on tenderness

this lives somewhere within and between us
exists not without, cannot survive alone
forms around us, surely not beyond us
fear not the performance, fear not the act
does time and place and circumstance persist
to permit retrieval of such gentleness?

2 Comments

1. Sunra Rainz says:

   29th May 2022 at 22:19

   This poem is simply beautiful. I love how it ends with this question.

   1. Christopher Perry says:

      29th May 2022 at 22:31

      Thank you for dropping by and letting me know. I’m glad you enjoyed it. 🙏

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