are apologies required for the way
my veins pulse and burn for you?
for how your lips gracing my forehead
creates rivers of happiness and safety
within my skin, tentative drops of warmth
cascading down my skin?
it's some kind of shame that the only
way my words spill out is for your
hand in mine but
i know in the hallows of my heart
and the marrow of my bones that this
love is true.
the ache is so bitter after the
sun has kissed the horizon
sometimes it feels so bitingly hard
to breathe without your
body next to mine
Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 12:34 PM UTC
are apologies required for the way
my veins pulse and burn for you?
for how your lips gracing my forehead
creates rivers of happiness and safety
within my skin, tentative drops of warmth
cascading down my skin?
it's some kind of shame that the only
way my words spill out is for your
hand in mine but
i know in the hallows of my heart
and the marrow of my bones that this
love is true.
the ache is so bitter after the
sun has kissed the horizon
sometimes it feels so bitingly hard
to breathe without your
body next to mine
2013.
