for those that came before, I weep
the ones that altered my soul
those I loved and hated
you changed me
nostalgia grips me and I cry
misty tears for you poets
who taught me to write
and gifted me with a thicker skin
you set me ablaze with your words
turning the lust up
and making me love
for Jamie who followed my poem to Thailand
and found his true love there
a part of me you will remain
for Taryn and Willow for the love you showed me
teaching me what sisters are
my heart finds you often
no matter the case
for Hemi who loves the sea
makes me dream about expensive women
and what it is to love a man like you
little disasters are my flirtations
in each of you I found something real
sustaining me on the thoughts formed in your souls
to glow also in mine
This is a heartfelt tribute to your friends. Lovely
I was just looking back last night over the years how people influenced me you at Starsrite do as well thank you lovely lady ❤️
Beautifully penned, Brenda. Excellent tribute my friend, some people come into our lives to change it for the better. At least that’s been my experience. Appreciate you.
Damian
thank you graciously dearest Damian it was all worth the experience even seeing some fade they find my heart often ❤️
Ahh, Brenda, I think our days in the Underground molded and changed us all in some fashion. You will always be my leather thigh high stiletto boot stomper. Nobody lays down fire like you. There’s a lot of echoing back to us still, isn’t there from those halls? I found my fierce…in no small part by watching you rock it out so fearlessly. Love you, girl 🧡
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