Sometimes, I feel like
letting go of knees,
arms, neck and spine.
Like red satin splayed
across the floor,
the light embracing its folds.
Jul 6, 2012
Jul 6, 2012 at 4:49 AM UTC
Sometimes, I feel like
letting go of knees,
arms, neck and spine.
Like red satin splayed
across the floor,
the light embracing its folds.
