I wonder if she notices, In certain times when darkness softens And the hard edges of silence Turn our whispers crystalline When she curls my body Into the silk parenthesis of her arms Laying tiny rivers of breath on my...
I wonder if she notices, In certain times when darkness softens And the hard edges of silence Turn our whispers crystalline When she curls my body Into the silk parenthesis of her arms Laying tiny rivers of breath on my...