There have been better days
In which I thrived
The world, alone
And afraid
In the wilderness of the unknown
I found you
Now there have been better days
Now spent with the sound
Of your loud laughter
In the crooked curve of your arm
My ghosts scream
And shout their surrender
In the space between
Your neck and your cheeks
Let me put a little kiss
As I rest my heart
Unto yours
I am saved
Apr 20, 2017
Apr 20, 2017 at 9:26 AM UTC
There have been better days
In which I thrived
The world, alone
And afraid
In the wilderness of the unknown
I found you
Now there have been better days
Now spent with the sound
Of your loud laughter
In the crooked curve of your arm
My ghosts scream
And shout their surrender
In the space between
Your neck and your cheeks
Let me put a little kiss
As I rest my heart
Unto yours
I am saved
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