Atoms
When my atoms collide
Do bruises form beneath my skin?
Do they change what lies within?
Mirror
As I watch the mirror spin
Many images of me collide
I cannot put my finger on
The one who stands outside…
Atoms
When my atoms collide
Do bruises form beneath my skin?
Do they change what lies within?
Mirror
As I watch the mirror spin
Many images of me collide
I cannot put my finger on
The one who stands outside…
Love the poem! Question though, did you purposely change tidbits to titbits to be femininely ironic? Just curious.
I wondered about the different spellings and checked them in the dictionary. Either one is correct for the description of a small morsel…
Wow, lol okay. I’ll have to update my dictionary. Thanks 🙂