wavy face , wavy hair raw naked vulnerable reborn into the world, just coming out of a trip
i fell in love
with dilated pupils and an insatiable desire and unbounded awe
her hands the childish , plumpness once there gone , replaced with a maturity and a womanly affect with nails reflected current inner stability
they fell in love
caressing and holding, her thumbs pressed up to open lips
moon like phases of excitement and apathy , alternating between pure experience and happiness and pain and adventure to recuperation and **** and self reflection and away with the emotions she cant bear by herself anymore
she falls sometimes holding on to love ,
giving love , waiting for love
if i imagine the nonexistent love of my life writing a love poem to me