About Last Sunday
In a vacant space
she willed me into being
one part distraction
one part need
words
written across
her skin
thoughts
spinning through
her mind
the outline
of a forgotten place
her breath
leading the way
In a vacant space
she willed me into being
one part distraction
one part need
words
written across
her skin
thoughts
spinning through
her mind
the outline
of a forgotten place
her breath
leading the way