May 2014
Remember the last time you kissed him.
His hands unmovable mountains
when they were first malleable
and laced with stardust
Remember his eyes were the color of stone
So when you pick up pebbles at the beach
You know which ones to hold.
His hands unmovable mountains
when they were first malleable
and laced with stardust
Remember his eyes were the color of stone
So when you pick up pebbles at the beach
You know which ones to hold.
