i wonder
if i rest my hand on your chest
and fall into your skin
if i'd find the walls of your soul the colour
orange
like i've always suspected
and filled entirely of ocean
a midnight rush
thrashing, bare,
magnificent
it would swallow me whole
Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 10:22 AM UTC
i wonder
if i rest my hand on your chest
and fall into your skin
if i'd find the walls of your soul the colour
orange
like i've always suspected
and filled entirely of ocean
a midnight rush
thrashing, bare,
magnificent
it would swallow me whole
10:03pm