I take the shortest path imaginable to be among stars lining meticulously staked kiosks
beaming like the sun's gentle rays at dawn in autumn
mid-slumber, we float
skin colliding and causing ripples like pebbles in a stream
the noise he makes at 3 AM send a shock through my tattered and fragile skeleton
stopping short below my waist
where i start questioning my beauty because society hates an un-perfect anatomy
somehow that's your favorite place
early spring morning eyes that could sedate the wildest stallion
lips and teeth
so familiar
for minutes we've sat in silence with our limbs tangled
I've been waiting so long
the separate paths we crossed are conjoined at fingertips and hips
walk with me until the sun is barely peaking out
we're spilling out like whiskey on a hardwood floor
how are we still so full?
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 12:23 AM UTC
I take the shortest path imaginable to be among stars lining meticulously staked kiosks
beaming like the sun's gentle rays at dawn in autumn
mid-slumber, we float
skin colliding and causing ripples like pebbles in a stream
the noise he makes at 3 AM send a shock through my tattered and fragile skeleton
stopping short below my waist
where i start questioning my beauty because society hates an un-perfect anatomy
somehow that's your favorite place
early spring morning eyes that could sedate the wildest stallion
lips and teeth
so familiar
for minutes we've sat in silence with our limbs tangled
I've been waiting so long
the separate paths we crossed are conjoined at fingertips and hips
walk with me until the sun is barely peaking out
we're spilling out like whiskey on a hardwood floor
how are we still so full?
