the bark where we carved our lilac promises fade, the touch of your black night hair that day stings my mind. fleece blanket, count the stars. stars in heaven, stars on your tongue. the bark where we carved out lilac promises may fade, but your starry tongue and midnight hair. with me, it will remain.
CW warmup: wrote a poem using the words bark, hair, fleece, and sting :3 you guys try it and tag me in your poems :)