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…
Poet & Storyteller
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…
My name movesand floods through you.Fierce. Strong. At first, it’s quiet.Then it risesthe first sound of thunder,looking out for the first sign of lightning. You…