We collide like thunder.Wrapped in your indigo skin,Wrapped in your warmth,Fingers dig through the acheOf wanting more.Coiled tight,Clinching,An reaction of skin pressed against skin.I wear…
Poet & Storyteller
We collide like thunder.Wrapped in your indigo skin,Wrapped in your warmth,Fingers dig through the acheOf wanting more.Coiled tight,Clinching,An reaction of skin pressed against skin.I wear…
I smell the wild on you.How the snow is caked in your fur.When the night falls, what doesIt offer besides survival.And the means to be…