with your lips
stalking my sleeves
sew me
an
other line
one that
don't
deceive
they come to read me
got my palms
planted
under
seams
sands drain from seas
fallen stars
in
flight
who are we
that bleed
silence
seems
to me
may
my
might
cry all night
?
...
..
.
Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 10:07 PM UTC
with your lips
stalking my sleeves
sew me
an
other line
one that
don't
deceive
they come to read me
got my palms
planted
under
seams
sands drain from seas
fallen stars
in
flight
who are we
that bleed
silence
seems
to me
may
my
might
cry all night
?
...
..
.
poetry
...
..
.
