sometimes i dream
of stained glass windows and the setting sun, gleaming.
of coffee and shared silence in a kitchen, messy.
of fingers laced and rain pouring steadily, sweetly.
of ***** clothes and dust, books that barely fit on the shelf.
sometimes i imagine
the water running.
your face in the mirror.
steam clouding over.
sometimes i wish
for night to be less lonely,
for morning to be lively,
for the day to feel too short,
sometimes.
Mar 20, 2023
Mar 20, 2023 at 12:08 AM UTC
sometimes i dream
of stained glass windows and the setting sun, gleaming.
of coffee and shared silence in a kitchen, messy.
of fingers laced and rain pouring steadily, sweetly.
of ***** clothes and dust, books that barely fit on the shelf.
sometimes i imagine
the water running.
your face in the mirror.
steam clouding over.
sometimes i wish
for night to be less lonely,
for morning to be lively,
for the day to feel too short,
sometimes.
