the last time i held your hands
our shadows were disappearing along the Atlantic coast
the mist kissing our cheeks
the seas quite solitude
washing away at the soles
of each others feet
than finally
curtains drawing
the fog swallowing
our bodies going
a silence endearing
we listend
of the farewells
of our hands collapsing
to the denim of your pants
and the linen of my dress
did we bid our final goodbyes
baby, you were good to me
and **** it
didn't you smile
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 10:41 PM UTC
she is a sneaky sleepy autumn babe
camouflaged in between the trees
her only guardian is the stars
creeping above ruby red, golden leafs
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 12:10 PM UTC