whiskey whispers
sound like you

a burning smokey river
-fire down below

kiss my fever

whiskey whispers-
get me through.

r ~ 9/21/14

I'm wearing your sweatshirt to sleep again
I'm under my own roof and it makes me feel more at home

I've bitten my nails until they bleed
But when I hold your hand, everything seems to heal

I can't undo the tangles in my hair
But you trace your fingers down my arm and every one of my thoughts becomes unwinded and untangled before you

When I'm weary
And I fall
She catches me

When I have a bad day
She helps me forget

When I'm cold
She makes me warm and cosy
Inside of her

A never ending love between my bed and **I

I desire tulips from my love.
Carefully placed on the nightstand,
Just close enough so my open window pushes their perfume
Towards me.
You would get the pink ones,
Because you remember me telling you,
"These are my favorite."
In the grocery store last week.


You could leave me a 4a.m. voicemail.
"I woke up and I missed you."
Only to surprise me at 11 o' clock,
Cover my eyes,
Wear your black checkered shirt,
And pull me into a passionate I-missed-you-so-much-these-mornings-without-you-are-unbearable kind of
Kiss.

And you would think of all of it.
All that I wanted.

But...youre too busy and me?
I am
Hopelessly
Romantic.