Jun 2018
You are:
a pile of spent lighters
sunrays through smoke
a searing bath, which feels
like an embrace
we will meet at the threshold
of water and oil.
we will meet at the brink
of night and day.
a pile of spent lighters
sunrays through smoke
a searing bath, which feels
like an embrace
we will meet at the threshold
of water and oil.
we will meet at the brink
of night and day.
for Isa
