A love letter to pittsburghs river.

im sorry my love, I may not see you tonight, but know I think of you often. not always fondly. But you are never a want, I know what I need. Your cold water to numb my scars. your tongue deep inside my mouth, dareing me to gasp for breath. Your arms wrapping me completely, into a beautiful dream, i'll never have to wake from. slowly like a blanket being thrown onto the sleeper, you cover and engulf me.