Sometimes
in the
Devil's hour,
when your form
is next to
mine,
I can feel, can
hear your body pulsing,
twitching,
speaking
with the world
I'm never sure
if I should
let it talk,
release its
stories to the
night,
or if I
should brush
you with my fingers
and pull you back
into existence
next to me.
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 5:25 PM UTC
Sometimes
in the
Devil's hour,
when your form
is next to
mine,
I can feel, can
hear your body pulsing,
twitching,
speaking
with the world
I'm never sure
if I should
let it talk,
release its
stories to the
night,
or if I
should brush
you with my fingers
and pull you back
into existence
next to me.