the shape of you
- Amber Byers
- Nov 1, 2025
- 1 min read
Updated: Jan 9
some things, I've decided,
are better left as fossils
crumpled, shaken things
you never would have said
until the winds peel back
the layers
shouting down
through sands of time
to find the left angle
that always rests
in the shape of you
A poem by Amber Byers
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