We are half moons
Our eyes, stars
Behind a sheer darkness.
The tip of your nose
Nuzzles mine
And the soul of your foot
Warms my cold toes.
Almost as if
We scrolled letters
From our open mouths
To the souls of our feet.
Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 3:35 PM UTC
We are half moons
Our eyes, stars
Behind a sheer darkness.
The tip of your nose
Nuzzles mine
And the soul of your foot
Warms my cold toes.
Almost as if
We scrolled letters
From our open mouths
To the souls of our feet.
