May 2018
May's nightair
Cold and dreamlike
Come to me
Come to me
I've not forgotten
how your thousand
kisses feel like
Oh, I've not forgotten
I've not.
-Your soft name
means to me
a lot
Uncountable things happening
covered by you,
swarming in the
heart of yours,
in the jungle
of yours.
Cold and dreamlike
Come to me
Come to me
I've not forgotten
how your thousand
kisses feel like
Oh, I've not forgotten
I've not.
-Your soft name
means to me
a lot
Uncountable things happening
covered by you,
swarming in the
heart of yours,
in the jungle
of yours.
