The morning glories
bloomed from one side
of my chest to the other
in an archway.
He ****** the
succinct little flowers
into my wrists,
which only showed themselves
in the morning,
because by noon
their eyes were closed,
and by evening it
wasn’t love anymore.
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 1:03 AM UTC
The morning glories
bloomed from one side
of my chest to the other
in an archway.
He ****** the
succinct little flowers
into my wrists,
which only showed themselves
in the morning,
because by noon
their eyes were closed,
and by evening it
wasn’t love anymore.
