it is very late
I hold onto
your arm
& our shadows wither in the
sunset
& you spin me
around
in the unreal
movie screen way
& I feel
for a moment
in the crazy
tight warmth
of you
my shaking
reflection in the
water
doesn't have
wounds
it has wings
so I hope
you never
release me
Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 11:41 PM UTC
it is very late
I hold onto
your arm
& our shadows wither in the
sunset
& you spin me
around
in the unreal
movie screen way
& I feel
for a moment
in the crazy
tight warmth
of you
my shaking
reflection in the
water
doesn't have
wounds
it has wings
so I hope
you never
release me
