Jul 2010
I wonder about you.
How your hair still knots,
or the small shape of your eyes in the sun.
Maybe if your hands are still soft. I'm sure.
You used to mumble so I wouldn't taste your breath.
How your hair still knots,
or the small shape of your eyes in the sun.
Maybe if your hands are still soft. I'm sure.
You used to mumble so I wouldn't taste your breath.
