December 2011
1 post
I’ve lost my ability to write some flashy poem
An intricate way of telling you every feeling
My actions are clear how much I do adore
Every little way you cross your legs and lick your soft lips
Now all these lines just fill up empty space that’s everywhere, but our mattress
A place to go where all our love ignites into a beautiful song
You’re a songbird when I touch you...