do not look for me here i am running barefoot through the trees with the scent of soft pine needles and moonlight on skin my heart in my hands wide eyed and free.
you've pulled away taking all my sanity and all i can do is wait. i can still taste your saliva on my tongue, the memory burning through the velvet night. darkness falls, my thoughts turn to you grasping for even the smallest morsel, looking for sustenance.
in the gentle tangerine light of dawn we entombed each other in a mess of unmade bedsheets and sweat soaked kisses, foolishly sending our wishes up to the stars.