I curled up in the curve of your pelvic bone. It felt like soot-filled chimneys and water-warped floorboards.
I compared our fingers. They both resembled willow branches as they brushed together.
I climbed to your ear and I caved inwards so you could hear the ocean in my frame singing to you.
Jul 11, 2013
Jul 11, 2013 at 11:37 PM UTC
I curled up in the curve of your pelvic bone. It felt like soot-filled chimneys and water-warped floorboards.
I compared our fingers. They both resembled willow branches as they brushed together.
I climbed to your ear and I caved inwards so you could hear the ocean in my frame singing to you.
