May 2020
it was with me,
intimate
as a lover’s kiss
like invisible wings,
just the feathers that had
darkened a bit
an inescapable shadow
i was passively existing in.
intimate
as a lover’s kiss
like invisible wings,
just the feathers that had
darkened a bit
an inescapable shadow
i was passively existing in.
will you break them for me?
