Oct 2018
we're in your car and it
smells warm, solid.
you envelop me,
your eyes are pools of nightfall:
we're brushing shoulders—
time didn't stand still
even though i wanted it to.
smells warm, solid.
you envelop me,
your eyes are pools of nightfall:
we're brushing shoulders—
time didn't stand still
even though i wanted it to.
despite your assertions to the contrary, you're truly irreplaceable.
