Oct 2018
such a simple form
your fingers take
on this face of mine.
a sweet aroma,
thin
on my lips.
and their form,
of such brevity on the flesh,
on the scars still fresh.
your fingers take
on this face of mine.
a sweet aroma,
thin
on my lips.
and their form,
of such brevity on the flesh,
on the scars still fresh.
