You meet me halfway,bending your wrist, fluent in gravity.I taste what you pour and smile.I don’t know what empty tastes like neither do you,by the way…
Poet & Storyteller
You meet me halfway,bending your wrist, fluent in gravity.I taste what you pour and smile.I don’t know what empty tastes like neither do you,by the way…
I sit where you sat,waiting for the next time that you come back.Stuck between the dip in the couchresting comfortably.I was soft when you kissed…
I saw the lightningbefore there were any signsof storm. No thunder.Just the quiet of wanting youto come. To feel your knees bucklethe moment you look…