Apr 2014
I exhaled
and watched you go
as the smoke cleared
your warmth remained
a constelation
of condensation
the essence of me
caught on the window
I traced your name
and thought...
window pain
and watched you go
as the smoke cleared
your warmth remained
a constelation
of condensation
the essence of me
caught on the window
I traced your name
and thought...
window pain
