Jun 2017
Somewhere between your heart and your lips
You become a puzzle
With every piece I pivot and fit
There draws inside me a hunger
To love you with every shape and color
Whether one thousand pieces scattered on the floor
Or masterfully put together
You become a puzzle
With every piece I pivot and fit
There draws inside me a hunger
To love you with every shape and color
Whether one thousand pieces scattered on the floor
Or masterfully put together
