In borrowed cities
We take off our masks
We ironically wear home
Jan 16, 2018
Jan 16, 2018 at 1:11 AM UTC
I will always find thrill
In remembering when your
Lips are on mine and
Our bodies intertwined
I will always find warmth
In remembering your
Touch that gives me
So much comfort and
Your arms which are my home
I will always find shivers
In remembering you
Holding my hand and how
Your thumb draws endless
Circles on my skin
And I will always find longing
In remembering those moments
With you
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 12:14 PM UTC
I try to be in the moment
But, lately, I see myself somewhere else:
Not here,
Not here,
Not here.
I try to see what there really is to see
But, lately, I find myself seeing
Ones that are not here:
You,
You,
You.
Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 11:25 AM UTC