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 woke up somewhere I haven’t been,but it smelled like you.I looked around recognizing something familiar but realizing it wasn’t mine. You called out to…